Dyle was a heavy sleeper when she wanted to be. She could, and had, slepr through an earthquake, a robbery, and Yee tossing her onto the floor as he rose to use her bathroom, and shower.
She could sleep through whatever she could put her mind too, but didn't mean she could hear. And that damn messenger bird wanted to be heard. The thing kept its distance at her window. How or why the window was open was beyond her, but the frosted bird kept chirping like an alarm clock with no snooze button.
The sireness groaned. With no pillow to block the sound, she held her palms to her ears, but the bird only chirped louder. She was not in the mood for any meeting. Her head hurt, her muscles were weak, and she was in dire need of some breakfast. Just- something to ease her mind, and leech her nightmares from her head.
Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!
Her back arched as she curled herself into a ball to shield herself from the noise. Her skin shifted, as small cuts began forming in her arms, and legs, scales breaking through like wiping wet sand from a body of a glimmering fish.
Chirp!Chirp!Chirp!Chi-
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
The the shock wave from her yell was enough to demolish the bird, reducing the creature to dust. Furtinure spilntered, pots shattered, windows flew in pieces, her own bones vibrated, but she was awake, and ready to put the bitches who ruined her sleep in their places, starting with that damn dark vador mother-fucker.