Chapter 18: Not what it seems

She flinched. Her life flashing before her eyes, besides if Lark was a pet and had the comforts of a castle, why would she feel the need to build a nest in the dense forest.

"Lark?" She squeaked hesitantly and the lion paused.

She opened her eyes to see the lion listening attentively.

She didn't know that the lion was actually answering its name.

"You're Lark?"

Fiona couldn't believe what she was seeing. The lion was acting like it understood her words, and it seemed to be responding to the name "Lark." She had to be dreaming. There was no way that a lion could be named Lark, or understand human language. But then, the lion did something even more extraordinary.

It nodded its head, as if in confirmation.

Fiona's jaw dropped. Was this really happening? Was the lion really telling her that it was Lark? It was impossible, but the lion's actions seemed to tell a different story.

In a burst of flame it shapeshifted into a bird.

The sunbird nuzzled against her cheek, its tiny wings flutteri
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