go to New York

My Name’s Nyx. Please don’t take this a a sick JOKE. I’m not kidding in the least of ways. This isn’t a story. My flock, Keia, Breezy, Phantom Wolf, Sting, and a bunch of other people almost have wings. But these sicko guys called Hunters are going to kill us before or after we get them. The only way you can currently help is by reading my blog and commenting. Our fate depends on it. http://www.flyon.blog.com/

PS. Yeah we are kids but please read and comment!