Chapter 1
in the eyes of others they were normal, Quinn and his mom, just a regular single mom and her son but... in places without prying eyes?
They were abnormal, the both of them, full moons have always been a touchy subject for them upon a full moon they would turn into something... like werewolves! Quinn thought, but werewolves didn't have feathers, they didn't have beaks or talons.
When his mom turned, she was everything she was when she was human, elegant, motherly and.. vicious, a peregrine falcon.
When Quinn turned?
It was amazing, better than being a human could ever be, Quinn loved it he eagerly counts the days before the next full moon, it was refreshing, feeling the wind under your wings, getting nice and cozy on a heating pad, it felt so much more natural than being a human did.
Sometimes, he asked his mother, how?, how were they like this?
She had only mumbled something about 'recessive genes', he stopped asking long ago, getting the same answer was annoying.
But here he was right now alone in his room fiddling with a heating pad attempting to turn it on with his beak it was cold tonight he thought, not that that bothered him much, his feathers were warm enough.
But still, he fiddled.
What if? He thought to himself what if everyone knew what happens to his family on a full moon? what if he never turned human again? what if he was allowed to go to school?
He thinks a lot, well there's not much to do other than think, when you can't work your phone.
Being a bird has its ups and downs, the barn owl thought.
He prefers it, being a barn owl, preening is relaxing and flying feel so freeing, one day he wants to fly somewhere that isn't his room.
He will, he is turning eleven tomorrow, perhaps his mom will allow it next full moon he thinks has he drifts off to sleep on a warm blanket covered heating pad.