You were walking on a floating island. You were still just a child, maybe about 5. You always saw your father, Bird, and his friends fly in the air, and you wanted to try.

You opened up your grayish wings and looked down below. You were excited as you jumped off.. you flapped your wings, but.. nothing was happening.. you started to freak out, screaming for help.

You felt someone grab you from above.. your father.. What do you think you were doing little chick?! time for the scolding