You have tempted the fate of nature a few times now, and you are not one to continue pressing on something that seems so hopeless. You failed at keeping this baby bird warm, so how could you possibly be held responsible for its well being beyond something so simplistic?
You nudge the baby bird toward the exit of your cave.
It cries and screeches as you do so.
It is cold and merciless outside.
The baby bird knows this.
You keep pushing. It rolls through the dirt and debris on your cave floor. You get it outside and a few yards away from your cave.
You turn and go back to your cave. As you get to the entrance, you hear the sky open up and let the rain pour.
You choose to…