I leapt to my feet, not wanting to lose anytime, for if I lost that time, that would be my friend's death. I couldn't risk my friend's life.

I ran on my paws, every step threshing at the soiled dirt, even my wings fluttered with the wind to make me go faster. I put my head forward, only focusing on the dread on my friend's faces.

I was on the narrow path, yes, but I wasn't worried. I would risk my life for my friends anyday.

Every edge of the end of the narrow path I would just jump over, which, was risky but every risk that I could take would be worth it.

My claws were released from their natural hiding places, and my wings felt like knives ready to stab the person- Or, pony, threatening my friend's lives. Every feather, a sharpened edge to it, there would be no dullness or softness to what I was about to do. My claws were not retreating from the battle, either.

I reached the end of the curvy, and narrow path, and I didn't waste time, yet again.

I was almost to where my friends were, I just had to reach them, then I would figure my way out of there.

I jumped into action, putting my right paw in the air with my claws out ready to shred the pony to pieces, and my wings flying with the wind speed of the jump as well.

From the corner of my eye, I could see exactly where Athena went. She had went to go grab a sword for this exact moment that she knew I was going to do. Where might she get a sword? You ask? Well, there was an unattended pile of weapons right by the pony in charge of threatening my friend's lives, base.

'Smart bird. My little Athena was amazing, and she will always be.' I said in my mind.