First Roar

My joints clicked awake. Power surged through my spine, snapping my wings taut. I snarled, digging my claws into the hard wood beneath me. Directly to my right, a small cluster of assembled toy vehicles and figures stood frozen in formation. I stomped forward, swung my clawed hand, and shoved a tiny gray construction piece aside. It slid with a sharp rattle across the boards. The ground belongs to me.