"Tweet tweet tweet"
Lionel was resting on his bed when he heard those sounds from outside his tent. It has been a few hours since he talked with everyone.
What is that? His brows furrowed.
"Tweet tweet tweet"
More tweeting sounds from a bird sounded just outside. The sound became louder as if the bird was eager to catch his attention.
Why is there a bi— oh!
Lionel almost jumped out of his bed when he realized it. It must be the bird he saw in the forest!
Lionel quickly pushed himself up from the bed, ignoring the slight ache that still lingered in his body. The moment he stood up, he moved toward the entrance of the tent and pulled the flap aside.
Cool air brushed against his face as he stepped out.
"Tweet tweet tweet!"
The sound came again, but it was louder this time.
Lionel looked around to see where that bird was. Then his vision went to the ground, and surprisingly, there it was.
The bird was actually right in front of his tent, on the ground.
