(( Disclaimer. I don't own Max or the flock or the Itex/school people. Or the erasers. I do own the plot and my own characters, which you will see soon))
"Max, I'm hungry." Nudge said, then ranted on how meat was disgusting though. Max rolled her eyes, smiling, remembering the desert rat. She blushed slightly, thinking of Fang. Oh my gosh you like him! I am so telling everyone! Right here, right now! Angel giggled in her head. Max shot her a threatening look. The flock was flying over the Sahara after destroying an Itex branch in India. The traveling was occasionally fun. They got to meet new people and learn new cultures. Yet, they had to be careful. Fang's blog helped them gain supporters, but there were still some that opposed them. Suddenly Nudge spotted a hawk down below on the burning hot sand. "Oh my gosh we have to help that bird! What a weird bird. I wonder if it was flying into the sun! Anyway, it is burning hot out and we have to get it out of the sun before it dies of hypothermia. Or is it hyperthermia? I can never remember, but either way, we have to get that bird!
Max sighed. They couldn't save every single animal in need. That was the animal shelter's job. But, motor mouthed Nudge probably wouldn't stop going on about it the whole time. As they flew down, Angel called out, "It's not a bird, it's a bird kid! Like us! Fang flew down and poured some water into the mouth of the unconscious bird kid. "Who are you?" He asked as the bird kid woke up. "More importantly, where is King Richard the Lion-Hearted? He should be back by now…and what are you wearing?" The bird kid asked, getting up. He was wearing a black tunic, black breeches and a black sword belt with a black scabbard. His wings were black, and his skin was olive-colored, kind of like Fang's. "Uh, dude, what are you wearing? This is the 21st century, man!" Gazzy said. Iggy sighed. "Well, I for one cannot see what he is wearing. Let's put him up against a white background. And then I'd have to feel his color. Oh just shut it." He said, annoyed.
"My name is Corin. And what is the 21st century?" He asked, confused. His long wavy black hair was pulled away from his face, and his dark eyes gazed at the flock with wonder. Nudge looked at him in awe. Her mouth was hanging open, and then she came to her senses and closed it. "We have some explaining to do. And you do too." Max said decisively.