if these wings could fly for the rest of our lives
There were too many people. She had to get out of here. She needed to escape. Maybe she could come back from the apple but for right now her only goal was to get away from those feet that kicked at her and pounded on the cement. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest as her small body scampered with all haste away from the group of teenage boys, clear in her goal to seek comfort in the darkness. THIS was exactly why her kind remained in the forest and in the trees - away from the bustling life that so seemed to afflict the metropolis. It was too much for her! Why did her dad just leave her here to face this city by herself?! Such thoughts so pulled at the conflicted little panda that she was entirely oblivious to the trap she was just moments from so destroying, at least, until her forehead collided into a quite solid pair of leather shoes. The impact alone sent the small animal tumbling onto her back, her feet flailing in the air in a helpless moment as she so attempted to make some sense of the newest threat to her safety. No! He was coming closer! What do?! WHAT DO?!

She was hardly prepared for the way she wa lifted off the ground, her small eyes widened ever so slightly as the man regarded her with a clear sense of intrigue. He was...maybe just as interesting as well. What was he? I mean, he looked human...kind of? Her ears wiggled ever so slightly at the sound of footsteps on the cement and yet, it seemed as if she was hardly the only one to so notice the newest individual within the alleyway. His gaze, whomever he was, seemed quite intent on that soul just as well. She struggled to so turn her head in any way to get even a glimpse of the other whom she could ever so faintly hear, the red panda eventually gave up entirely at the sound of a hiss leaving the lips of the fellow in front of her. Her hazel eyes turned back towards the man, her head tilted inquisitively to the side as her mouth parted to release a questioning squeak. Woahhh, look at those teeth. He had teeth like a predator! HOW COOL!

Unfortunately for Abigail, she hardly got the moment she so wanted to study the man's canines before his brightly hued eyes were once again redirected towards her. A ride? Chicka? Was she chicka? Was that her name now? Where was he taking her? What ride? She didn't see any -- OH! A huff left her lips as the small panda was shoved against the man's chest and into his jacket. Her claws momentarily gripped at the cloth, struggling to make herself comfortable in some regards. The top of her nose only just made it over the top of the zipped jacket, one front paw struggling to pull her up enough to glance at the world that, all of a sudden, was moving very quickly around her. Well....this was unexpected. Her eyes were large as she watched the world around them from a view she certainly wouldn't have achieved on her own. Her body remained nestled against his chest as he so ran though where they were going she hadn't the faintest idea. Finding her way home after this was going to be an utter nightmare. The thought alone caused another huff of air to leave her lips.

Thankfully, she hardly had to wait long before those large ears began to twitch once again, hearing with only a slightly delayed fashion the same individual that her newfound companion so seemed to hunt. She hardly saw the ball of webbing blossom to life within his hands, the panda was indeed only aware of it when it collided with the individual to send the opposing man crashing to the ground. Ha! WE GOTCHA! NOW WHAT M - wait, what happened to him? How...pretty! Those little lights that so fluttered over that webbing were altogether entrancing! Mystifying! AMAZING! A soft squeak left her lips as the man bent over and Abigail found herself far closer to the fallen individual then she had originally wished to be, never the less, she remained silent in those moments afterwards, merely watching with a intensity as the man was hoisted off the ground and into the air, only for her new found companion to pull out a....notebook?

Abigail watched as his handwriting so carefully sketched in those words, the girl read what she could of the page and his neat lettering before the book was closed and shoved back into....well, wherever he kept it. She hardly expected the way that material so suddenly seemed to loosen around her, the red panda was nearly sent tumbling into his hands as he once again held her up to face him. She hardly bothered to fight him, merely staring at the man with that same curiosity as before. Well, she supposed he was...kind of cute...Abigail could certainly be in a worse situation than this. Her gaze shifted once again towards the man as he inquired as to whether or not she liked his work and yet, she could offer him no words other than the tilt of her head. It was only that line of questioning as to if she knew of what she had almost cost him that caused the red panda to react, the young girl leaned forward as much as she was capable of within his firm grasp, her tongue sticking out suddenly to lick his nose. See! She could make up for it! He couldn't be mad at her for ever, could he?