Starflight woke up in an iron bar cage hung the Darkmoons tree. She was trapped. She didn't know the way back even if she new how to escape. She hadn't payed any attention to the stars. She looked at the iron bars, she got one in her beak and tried to bend it, she failed. She then saw a door, with a latch that looked very strange. She tilted her head at it. How did they come up with such technology? She wondered. It doesn't look, possible or openable. You would need a special tool. I would think that you would flip a latch but, it looks weird. She was so lost in thought that she didn't even see the raven that was perched on the bars of her cage.
"Oh!" She cried, shocked at the sight of him. He was a very hansom bird, with midnight black feathers that looked as if you were staring into a endless pit. "The latch is a standard flip side-bolt, very hard to figure out how to use it but once you know how," he said,"It's quite simple." He finished.
"My name isNightmare, how are you today." He said.
Nightmare. The one who killed my mother! Not only her but the criminal that killed half of our tribe ten years ago! Her mind filled with rage and he looked at her face expression. "You look, um. . . M-maaaad" He said in. High-pitch squeak. "MAD! OF COURS IM MAD! YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" She snarled. "And. You. Deserve. To. Be. Punished.