Fathon hung upside down in a tree. These wonderful creatures called humans had shown him this place that they called north america. They had left him on top of his cage for a minute and he just coudn't help but take off on an adventure. When he was done and came back, the humans were gone. And he missed them very much. What he didn't know was that there were feathery owls that lived in this area.
He tried using the echolocation like how the small bats taught him but he couldn;t seem to use it. Giving up he loosened his grip on the branch and slowly glided, enjoying the sunset and the pink streaks around it. He didn't mean to cross into an owls territory, but he could see a apple tree in a farmer's garden. He landed on a comfortably branch and picked some of the fruit. Finding it difficult to do with his claws on his wing.
Ahoova yawned as she climbed out of her home in a great oak tree. It was getting close to night and she was getting hungry. She never thought of hunting bats even though they were tiny, she had heard that they were very quick and hard to catch. Even if she could manage to find one, she wouldn't waste all
her time trying to catch the leathery prey. She spreaded her wings out as she waddled towards the end of the branch and prepared to jump/fly.
Ahoova flapped her wings once in a while to stay in the air, and she used her sharp eyes to keep a look out for prey. "Stupid mice, where are you?" She muttered to herself, thhis was probably the second day she was going to have to eat insects or an apple. She suddenly tensed herself as she heard a little squeak from a small mammal. Once she saw where the small mouse was, she dived at around 20 mph with her claws stretched open.
Nova flew at the highest point he could go in the air. Becoming sleepy he decided to go back to his nest near a cliff. He dived until he was finally 5 feet off the ground and flew north.