Flash Fiction # 383 -- Take Flight (Drabble)

Fledglings held to the quaking branch, a place suddenly bereft of leaves, with nowhere the huddle against the cold wind.  They weren't alone in the old maple tree that had been such a pleasant home not so long ago.  The elders had gathered as well."What has happened?  Why is it so cold?"The eldest looked down from a higher branch.  "Don't worry, youngling.  We'll soon fly to pursue the lost