Bitten.

[muchomon]

Muchomon couldn't feel the tips of his flippers. His beak was jittering rapidly as he waddled aimlessly through the vast white blanket of snow. If you're wondering why a bird like him is stuck in the middle of this tundra. With every step Muchomon hesitated. He wanted to stay in one spot, but he had to keep going. The icy wind gave a sharp stinging sensation to his eyes.

"O-oh, b-brother w-would loooove t-this p-p-p-place!" He was right. Muchomon's twin brother would love Freezeland, it suited Penguinmon. You know what. I'm just going to stop for now, then keep going. The orange bird plopped on to the ground on his bottom. He curled up in a nice tiny ball of warmth.

A While he was sitting he gave a glance at the scenery. All it is was white. Puffs of snow dancing around wildly as the wind carried each individual snowflake. It was beautiful, but uncomfortable to the bird. He was freezing his tail feathers off. Muchomon stood up, but failed to keep his balance and fell back. "Drats!"

His feet were still cold from the soft snow and didn't have enough energy to move again. It was unfortunate of him for not grabbing something to nibble on before leaving his last destination. His belly cooed and whined for food, but the only thing could eat was ... snow. Muchomon closed his eyes for one moment. The drowsiness got the best of him until he ruffled his feathers.

Muchomon thought he wouldn't wake up if he slept now. Maybe ... If I could sing, someone will hear me. It was worth a shot. The warm colored bird didn't know what else to do. Chances are it would be someone who would give their time to help such a digimon like himself. Please ... let this work ...

Mama ...
life had just begun ...
but now I've gone and throw it all away ...
...
didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow ...
carry on, carry on ...

Wiht the best he could, the avian sang. Some words he could not remember, but he kept on going. And even made up a few here and there. He did not know why he knew that song. It came to him. Maybe from a dream or maybe a person or digimon sang it while passing by. Muchomon didn't know the artist either. Hopefully after he gets out of this wan wasteland he could find that out for himself.

Bohemian Rhaspody - Queen