Gone from being flouncy Flora to feeling more like the Oomibumbum bird.
There are two facts I know about that particular species - one is that it can soar like an eagle but has very short legs and a tendency towards severe friction burns on landing. That fits.
The other is that it suffers a terrible fate when the moon is in the wrong place - being consumed by an urge to fly backwards to enjoy the view, in ever faster and smaller circles, until it dissappears, pthwack, up it's own jacksy.
Don't even bother telling me which is most relevant. At least I didn't lay an egg!