1. beginnings.

A bluebird.

A talking bluebird.

Wirt cannot believe his eyes - or ears.

And she's not just a bluebird.

She's a sarcastic, back-talking, slightly - okay, very - witty bird. Did he mention she was blue?

He wasn't counting on stumbling into some sort of enchanted-slash-haunted forest. He wasn't counting on meeting a potentially-crazy woodsman, pumpkin people, or frogs in clothes. He wasn't counting on befriending this insane, cynical BLUE avian, or that he'd spend hours wondering, how does she look as a human, is she pretty, is she taller or shorter?

And he wasn't counting on having to leave her so soon.