The Sky Diver

The sky diver’s elegant wings make it soar,
through any condition of weather,
midnight in the harsh cold or a sunny morning crisp fresh air flowing.

Claws like sharp razors can slice through anything,
a quick whoosh of its hand can make anyone scream,
either in fear or mild pain.

Fur thin it can sprint and fly faster than lightning,
and screech louder than fierce thunder.

Despite its small ears the sky diver can hear wonderfully,
echoes, shouts and whispers it doesn’t matter it can hear the sounds.

Luckily, its tiny size it can hide efficiently anywhere,
soaring through caves and crannies anything.

Hunting is the sky divers one and only weakness,
its population have sadly descended massively.

Surprisingly, with its blood red eyes it doesn’t it meat,
being prey is hard but the amazingly they successfully survive.