First Step on Green Blades

The ground beneath me felt cool and prickled softly against my feet. I tilted my head, blinking at the bright green blades standing tall around me. Carefully, I lifted my right foot, placed it down with purpose, and gave a sharp nudge to a dried twig in the grass. It snapped with a neat, satisfying crunch under my beak. I can move. My legs carry me forward.