Aspen sighed and quickly flew after her. Didn't the little crow realize she was trying to help her? Once she was right beside the little crow, she cawed "You know.... After you woke up and I was sure that you could fly again I was going to take you back.""Yes. I think we should," Albatross said, already flying in the direction of the trees far in the distance, wondering if his seagull friend could keep up.
Magnolia woke up with a headache that blurred her vision. Slowly, she recalled the fall and her vision cleared, though the headache remained. As she glanced around herself, she found she was under a bridge, staring into the beady eyes of the very raven she'd escaped from. All other details ignored, she screamed loud -and very high-pitched. Then she shoved past the raven and threw herself out of the nest, careful to open her wings this time. The small crow flitted quickly over the river and straight into a deep forest. Magnolia didn't look back to see if she was being followed or not, saving all energy for getting as far away as possible.
As she made her way past about the hundredth row of trees, screaming "HELP!" at the top of her lungs, she realized she was thoroughly lost -deep in the raven territory. She grew silent, fear advancing like a cat stalking its prey.