You pick up the baby bird with your mouth, carefully and gently. You feel good about this as you realize that your mouth must be quite a warm place for the baby bird to sit. You begin to walk outside of your cave. You look up to the sky. It is dark and scary looking. You can tell that it will soon pour water all over the forest.
The turtle was quite far away last you saw him. He was sitting by the river near a very interesting looking rock. It was a trek that was normally quite exhaustive, but it will probably be far worse with a baby bird in tow.
You hear a distant rumbling sound from the sky.
You choose to…