Samira's Story
"You look so cute and delicious at the same time." Fifteen năm old Samira smiled, staring at the silver colored hawk. She licked her lips as she grabbed the flopping bird. "Samira?" An older man came out of the shadows.
"Yes, Father?" The girl devilishly smiled.
"The power rangers need you." Her father blurted out taking the bird from the girl's grip. He stroked the metal like áo, áo khoác waiting for a reply.
"What?!" She yelled, dumbfounded.
"Pack your things and take the bird with bạn to Scarlet Lake where you'll meet your master and fellow rangers."
"But..." She protested.
"Go before bạn are late." He smiled, gently hugging her and handing her a silver backpack. He took one last look at her before he disappeared into the shadows again.
"You look so cute and delicious at the same time." Fifteen năm old Samira smiled, staring at the silver colored hawk. She licked her lips as she grabbed the flopping bird. "Samira?" An older man came out of the shadows.
"Yes, Father?" The girl devilishly smiled.
"The power rangers need you." Her father blurted out taking the bird from the girl's grip. He stroked the metal like áo, áo khoác waiting for a reply.
"What?!" She yelled, dumbfounded.
"Pack your things and take the bird with bạn to Scarlet Lake where you'll meet your master and fellow rangers."
"But..." She protested.
"Go before bạn are late." He smiled, gently hugging her and handing her a silver backpack. He took one last look at her before he disappeared into the shadows again.
