I was scared.. loud noises were all i could hear. I waited in a cage behind the curtains of a circus. Finally, the curtains opened. There was a ring of fire, smaller than my wingspan. I could not give up. I flew way high up. I dived and made an upside-down arch diving through the ring. The crowd was cheering, but i wasn't. As i perched on the rafters i looked at the flying birds overhead, and i thought i wanted to fly with them. I looked at the crowd. I started to feel have a dark feeling. I flew away out of the top and flew with the birds. Little did I know that they were hawks. They flew at me screeching, one clawed me and i fell down to the crowd. I was thrown around by hawks. Then I thought of a plan. I dove through the ring of fire, followed by the hawks. They got scorched. I stood on the ground with the smell of chicken looming around. I got a huge cheer and everyone was awed. I couldn't take it, i was saddend by the loss of the hawks. When I thought about the way they tried to kill me i felt a little bit better, but i still felt bad. What else could I have done.

I'll let you dicide this birds name/gender and it was based off of a blue-gray tanager.
Blue-Gray Tanager (not a koala)