He landed near the ashes and stared down at them with suspicion. Then he raised his gaze to meet mine. “Hugo!” I called out and ran over to him, careful to not touch any of the scorched areas of his body as I embraced him. He wrapped his protective arms around me. “Are you okay, Little Sparrow?” I pulled away just enough to stare up at him. “I was going to ask you the same thing.” I fretted as I searched for how to help him. “The fire. The burns. Your poor wings!” Emotion clogged my voice.
