Written By Ladybug
Tiny Wren lived with her momma in a cozy nest high at the top of a pine tree in Nettle Forest. At night, Tiny snuggled close while her momma spoke softly to her.
“Don’t be afraid,” Momma Wren whispered. “My wings will protect you.”
One night, a fierce storm swept through the forest. The wind howled louder and louder, and rain poured from the sky. Tiny crept closer to her momma, trembling.
Suddenly, a powerful gust rushed through the trees. Momma Wren was lifted away by the storm, and Tiny’s nest was blown into the air. With a loud kerplunk, it landed upside down on the forest floor.
Tiny stayed very still. She was scared and didn’t know what to do.
At last, the storm grew quiet. Tiny peeked out and saw the sun shining through the trees. Slowly, she crawled out from beneath the nest. She was unharmed — but her heart felt heavy.
Tiny cried for a while. Then she wiped her tears and whispered, “I must find a new home.”
She walked until she reached a hollow log where Polly Porcupine lived. Tiny knocked gently.
Polly poked her head out. “Hello, little one.”
Tiny said softly, “I lost my momma in the storm, and I don’t have a home. May I live with you?”
Polly sighed kindly. “I’m so sorry, dear, but I have too many mouths to feed.”
Tiny waved goodbye and continued on.
Soon, she came to Sassy Squirrel’s tree hollow. Sassy opened the door and asked, “Can I help you?”
Tiny replied, “I lost my momma, and I have nowhere to go. May I live with you?”
Sassy shook her head gently. “I wish I could help, but there isn’t enough room here.”
Tiny thanked her and walked on.
She soon reached a briar patch and called out, “Hello?”
Rosy Rabbit peeked out and smiled. “Hello, little bird.”
Tiny said bravely, “I lost my momma in the storm. May I live with you?”
Rosy answered softly, “I’m sorry, dear. The briar patch would hurt your wings.”
Tiny nodded and kept walking.
The day grew long, and Tiny grew tired. As the sun began to set, she heard soft chirping above her. She looked up and saw a nest tucked safely in a tree.
“Hello?” Tiny called. “Is anyone home?”
A kind Mother Robin looked over the edge. “Hello, little one. How can I help?”
Tiny said, “I don’t have a home. May I stay with you?”
Mother Robin smiled warmly. “Yes, child. It will be crowded, but you are welcome.”
Tiny hesitated. “I cannot fly.”
Mother Robin pointed her wing. “See that bush below? Sleep there tonight. Tomorrow, I will teach you to fly.”
Tiny thanked her and curled up in the bush. Soon, she fell asleep.
The next morning, Mother Robin called, “Come, little one. Today you learn to fly.”
First, she taught Tiny how to find worms and drink rainwater from leaves. Then they practiced hopping and flapping wings. Tiny tried again and again.
By the end of the day, she could fly a few inches off the ground.
The next day, Tiny practiced even more. She ran, hopped, and flapped until — at last — she landed on a branch beside the nest.
Mother Robin beamed. “I am so proud of you, Tiny.”
That night, Tiny slept in the nest between her new brother and sister. Their warmth made her feel safe.
Soon, it was time to build Tiny her own nest. Mother Robin showed her how to weave twigs together and line them with pine needles. By sunset, Tiny’s nest was finished.
That night, Tiny looked up at the stars sparkling like diamonds.
“I love you, Momma,” she whispered. “Goodnight.”
Tiny closed her eyes, content at last. She had found a new home — and a new family.
The End!
