you wander the woods,the beaming sun being blocked by the leaves and branches above you,the birds chirping and the spring breeze flowing through your hair.you spot a pretty little bird with what seemed to be an injured wing in the grass below a tree,being the animal lover you are you decide to help it.you crouched near it and begin to examine his wings when suddenly you hear a mischievous little giggle from behind you “hes cute isnt he?~” hermes says,startling you slightly