To Northstar Vale we go...

The little rock wren sighed. She couldn't take another day without flight. Despite the comfort she had, Itsy valued the freedom of flight more. Her attention was diverted straight to the crashing of a rock. A yelp followed after. And for some reason, Scratch was very interested in it. He requested she stay here, and she hopped onto a rock next to them, and he was gone.

"I'll wait here, I guess" she said, watching cautiously around as she waited for the fox to return. "Be back soon!" she called after him. Little did she know that this would be the last time she saw him.