She couldn't tear her eyes away from the mesmerizing gems, as if they held her in an enchanting spell, tempting her attention, mildly whispering, "Don't look away." However, in grim contrast, a man demanded attention nearby, frantically waving his hands; his voice thundered, "Thief! Thief!"
Amber with her ever-watchful eyes for criminal activities, locked onto this commotion. Her gaze honed in on the fleeing thief attempting to meld into the crowd.
Like an eagle tracking its prey across an empty desert, her keen eyes followed every serpentine twist and turn of the thief's head, swimming across the crowd like a shark's dorsal fin slicing through the water's surface. Her eagle eyes fixated intently on the unsuspecting prey, and in an instant, its head plunged into the ocean.
After a palpable pause, it resurfaced, but this time, it remained static—like a dead fish on a placid pond. Her predatory wings commenced an aerial descent, ridiculing the prey's cunning yet foolish trick, declaring, "That may blind others, but not me." Executing a flawless maneuver as she closed in on her quarry, that left the very air astir with anticipation.
Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.
While every police and worker scratched their heads with frustration, grunting, "Darn it! We've missed the shot again!" Amber, the noble bird, resolutely soared through the unmoving crowd, shouting, 'Excuse me, coming through! GSPD, step aside!'
Amber spotted the thief among the distracting crowd, her mind buzzing with Eureka! sensations. For years, the Winterblossom police force had struggled to cease this thievery reign. Amber was on the cusp of cracking the case, luring this elusive snake with her first bait. Now, the thief stood coolly before her, oblivious, showing Amber their back, absorbed in filming the Twinkle Velli.
With a fast and forceful grip, Amber seized her. "Ma'am!" she called out. A sharp command that caused the thief to whirl on her heels. The moment Amber caught a glimpse of Nia's beautiful face, shock rippled across her features. Amber, holding Nia's hand—once with a firm grip like a crocodile's bite—now trembled like the legs of a newborn fawn. Amber's eyes paused in time. Her heart raced, her ear went numb, her whole body felt frozen in a winter cloud as the world around them blurred into a wintry fog.
Looking at Nia's lustrous sapphire eyes, her senses puzzled, "How could she possibly be the thief when she possessed the most captivating gem as her eyes that far surpassed the Winterflar elegance?"
Her words crumbled like brittle cookies. Momentarily immobile, Amber stuttered, "I...I..."