Dawnlark Plains Sang the jelly bean prayer

Grace snatched the nest, her excitement ending here. Her mission, as far as she'd planned, was to get the eggs. Well, here she was, eggs in her jaws.... And stuck in a tree. With a bum leg, she had very few options of getting down. As Esaro said, falling and using him was the best- and safest- option; the red and black yearling wasn't willing to just drop down. Such would certainly hurt them both, wouldn't it. Looking at her paws, her thick black claws digging into the bark, gave her an idea. Perhaps she could grip the tree as long as possible to slide down, take even some of the fall away from Esaro and his back. She shimmied backwards and shifted her weight towards the trunk of the tree. With only three paws, the near impossible act of climbing was even more unlikely to come to Grace. She dug her claws in as she began to slip, her anxiety hitting her full on, no longer having a choice of going back now. She managed to cling to almost halfway down, but soon felt herself falling backwards. She figured to herself that her left side was already messed up,and tried turning to that side. She screwed her golden eyes shut, hoping Esaro broke her fall....