Lion Head Mesa Winds Of Sorrow

Date is forwarded to 19th July for aftermath of the BWP Twister

The small rock wren had been journeying west to find a new location for a home, and so far had no luck. Then her troubles only got worse. First, the world seemed to go silent, as if taking in a breath. And then, it let out it's breath in the form of a terrifying twister. Itsy had never seen such a thing, but she had heard of them. Knowing of the danger they posed, she had tried to race away. It only ended with her being dragged in.

That had been the day before, and she found herself to be alive. Though not unscathed. When she moved to stand up, a cry of pain slipped out as her left wing flinched. It seemed that she had either sprained or broken it.

"Of all the places to end up grounded, I end up in a place full of predators. Well I say bring them on!" she shouted. Although a part of her had said not to, and now it seemed like a bad idea. Anything could answer her call, and just to be safe, she hid herself in a fallen hollow tree.