Cemetery

It was an average summer day, but as you entered the shade of the trees it felt cooler and crisp. It was perfect for the cemetery where the Morticians Club hung out, it was where they always gave their speeches and shared their upcoming plans. The club consisted of Lucy, Haiku, Morpheus, Bertrand, Persephone, Dante and Boris. They could be seen sitting in chairs that faced a member who held onto a gavel that was designed to look like a skeleton, the member was none other than Bertrand, the former president. Despite his resigning, he still gives his speeches and participates with the other members for their usual scheduled outings.

You could hear some of the members chatting... Morpheus: "I don't know what got Thorn's feathers in a twist." Thorn was his pet crow... Persephone: "It is not your fault Morpheus." Lucy: "I don't think I ever saw him act this way." Dante: "Did you feed him?" His own stomach grumbled at the thought of food. Morpheus: "Of course I did, he's just being spoiled.." Before Bertrand could bang the gavel to gain everyone's attention, Thorn flew out of Morpheus' hands faster than he could regain his reflexes. Morpheus: "After that stupid bird."

The club started to run after Thorn making sure to not lose sight of him, that is until they stopped abruptly to see Thorn perched high on a tree, it was evident he was interested in something, but what...