Paige rolled over and out of the tree. She was woken up abruptly when she crashed into the bushed below. Groaning she rolled out of the bush and looked up into the tree to see Prohpy still snoozing quietly. Deciding that it would mean to wake the little perma kit up she shook her feathers out she walked away from her nap area with a little bit of a limp. It was the third time in the past five days that she had rolled out of the tree. She really needed to find a better spot to sleep but that would mean convincing Prophy to leave and that might just break his little heart. The thought of prophy crying made her tear up and soon she was walking crying not paying much attention to where she was headed. Soon enough she was on the edge of the wood and in less danger of hitting a tree or tripping over a root.
Her tears had dried but her fur on her cheeks was still all wet. She tried to rub it dry and only succeeded in making it dirty. Shaking her head she decided she would try and find a stream or something later to clean up. First thing first though. It was morning and she was hungry. Her stomach growled agreeing with her in a most undeniable way. Not being very good at hunting herself she decided she should pursue small game since she really couldn’t take out anything the size of a deer without help.