Flying arrow

Arianna soared through the air, her clothes discarded and left behind in the dirt as she flew. She was incredibly smaller as a bird than she was as a human, which was still something that she was getting used to. She already had access to a wider scope of the world, with the ability to fly to new heights, yet even the world that she was used to was so much larger to her now. Now that she had control of her wings, she just had to get used to the dimensions. Her depth of view had changed, which she hadn't fully realized previously, but now that she was consciously thinking about it, it was quickly becoming a problem.

She was outside of the safety zone, practicing her flying, when she heard the distinct whizz of an arrow flying by her head. Panic took over immediately. Had that man found her? How? How could he have possibly recognized her as a bluebird? As far as she was aware, his power was one of touch, not vision. And if he did somehow have another power that she hadn't been aware of previously... She win more danger than she had ever realized.

She only had a few moments to act before another arrow was sure to come flying her way. The space she was in was wide open - she had flown outside of the forest in order to gain a change of scenery. Her best bet was to somehow reach the ground, but she couldn't turn back into a human. She would be slower and less agile, plus if she were wrong about who was shooting at her, she couldn't risk her power getting out and risk him hearing about it. She was sure that he had never seen her transform, and if he heard about it, he would likely hunt down every bluebird in the world to make sure she died.

Veering hard to turn around, Arianna flew directly in the direction of where the arrow had come from, every part of her screaming internally that she was insane. She didn't know how many options she had. She knew this wasn't going to work, but she didn't see how doing anything else gave her a better option.

She saw a man knocking an arrow and pulling it back, and she could tell in an instant as she flapped her wings as hard as she could that it wasn't him. Just a random kid, probably starving, just needing something to eat. She had been that child only a few short weeks earlier. She had hunted for things that were worthless to her, that would never be enough to satisfy her hunger, but it was something to live on.

Just before he could loose the arrow, Arianna slammed hard into the wood, knocking it loose from his hands, the arrow shooting aimlessly into the air and missing her by a mile. She tumbled to the ground but quickly jolted to her feet, and without thinking sunk her claws into the wood of the bow. It was small and light, and she found that she could take off with it. Silently, she apologized to the boy, before stealing his weapon away.