<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: teal">Confused as to what exactly she was witnessing, at first, she didn't respond when the strange blonde creature <br/>spoke to her. The situation seemed to be a rather unusual one. She had never encountered something like him before. But then she <br/>felt light fear coursing through her mini veins and she huffed aloud, eager to get away. However, she couldn't just leave the poor fox-squirrel on his own. Oh, what to do! Praying for the best, she looked to the fox-squirrel when it squeaked and chirped a response to the question she seemed to be able to understand. <br/>"Yes, I am a friend, little one."<br/><br/>Suddenly the blonde creature that had been talking didn't seem so stable. His voice shifted, startling her greatly. What was that, just <br/>now? That wasn't normal, she could assure herself of that. And why did he seem so... different? One thing was for certain, she couldn't stick around for too long. <br/>This was more than she wanted to handle. Gracefully handling her bird wings, she glided to the fox-squirrel's <br/>side and hoped the blonde man wouldn't make a scene. Her beak snipped at the vines quickly, trying to free the fox-squirrel from the binding. The small bits would also help with <br/>the nest she was supposed to be helping to build for Robin. Inwardly her mind was racing. <br/>As soon as the fox-squirrel was safe, she would take to the sky and head straight back to Robin- no exceptions. She had to reach somewhere secure. <br/>Otherwise she may panic and be unable to return to her normal form.<br/></span></div>