The three Paw Paws walked further into the meadow, and began looking around. Adam and Woody followed them.

"Wow!" Brave Paw shouted. "Looks like we hit the jackpot on eyebright, guys!"

"Hmph," Woody grumbled. "Good luck with that. I'd like to see you guys try to get the lungwort."

"What do you mean?" Mighty Paw asked, as he put some of the eyebright into the backpack.

"There it is, up there," Woody said, somewhat smugly. "Plain as day."

Woody pointed upward, and the three Paw Paws looked. There was the lungwort, growing at the top of a high cliff.

"Whoa," Mighty Paw said, looking up. "How do we get that?"

"The sides of this cliff are too steep for climbing," Brave Paw said, assessing the situation. "And I'm not sure lowering one of us from the top of it would do much good, either."

"It looks hopeless," Trembly said.

"Looks like the one little, two little, three little indians have a heap big problem!" Woody shouted, and then he started laughing. The three Paw Paws ignored him, and continued trying to think of a way to get the lungwort.

"Pay no attention to Woody," Adam said, walking up to the Paw Paws. "He enjoys picking fights."

"Too bad we don't have Golden Thunder," Trembly said. "Then you could just fly up there and get it, Brave Paw."

"Fly," Brave Paw repeated. "That's it! We'll fly up there and get it!"

"Fly?" Adam asked, sounding confused. "You don't really mean that, do you?"

"What are you gonna do?" Woody asked. "Flap your little paws and fly like birdies?"

"Yeah, Brave Paw, I don't get it," Mighty Paw said.

"I have an idea," Brave Paw said. "We'll build an airplane!"

"An airplane?" Trembly asked.

"Sure," Brave Paw said. "If the humans can do it, then so can we!"

"Are you sure this will work?" Trembly asked, nervously.

"Sure it'll work!" Mighty Paw shouted. "If we work together, it'll work!"

"Come on, guys!" Brave Paw shouted. "Let's get started."

Brave Paw took a stick and began drawing up some plans in the dirt. Then he, Mighty Paw, and Trembly began gathering the things they needed in order to build their airplane. Once they had all their supplies together, they began building. The other bears just watched on, not sure what to think. It took most of the morning, but the three Paw Paws managed to finish their flying machine.

"Not bad," Mighty Paw said.

"Yeah, it really looks like it might fly," Trembly said.

"Well, time to put it to the test," Brave Paw said. "Mighty Paw, you steer. Trembly, you and I will work the wings."

"We will?" Trembly asked. "Uhh, uhhh . . . . I, uhhh . . . ."

"Come on, Trembly," Mighty Paw said. "Now's not the time to get scared on us!"

"Right, we have to get that lungwort and back to the village before tonight," Brave Paw said. "Or Laughing Paw's a goner!"

Trembly gulped, summoned up whatever courage he had, and followed Brave Paw to the mechanism they built to flap the wings. The two of them began cranking, and the wings began flapping. The other bears looked on amazed, as the contraption began moving.

"Heh," Woody scoffed. "They'll never get off the ground."

Nobody paid any attention to Woody. They were paying more attention to the Paw Paws' flying contraption. The machine rose a few inches at first, but then the wind picked up, lifting the machine into the air further.

"We did it!" Brave Paw shouted.

"We're flying!" Mighty Paw shouted.

The other bears (save for Woody) began cheering as the Paw Paws' flying contraption soared toward the cliff. When they got closer to it, Mighty Paw locked the wings.

"We're on full glide now," he said. "Get ready to grab the lungwort, Trembly!"

"Me?!" Trembly shouted, and he began to stammer incoherently.

"Take it easy, Trembly," Brave Paw said. "I'll get it."

"Well, if you insist," Trembly said, heaving a sigh of relief.

Brave Paw began to climb up the pole that held up the wings. He was going to climb out on the edge of one of the wings to grab the lungwort.

"Be careful up there, Brave Paw!" Mighty Paw shouted. "The wind's picking up!"

Unfortunately, the wind was beginning to make it harder for Mighty Paw to steer. He accidentally scraped the wing against the side of the cliff, and the friction caused Brave Paw to lose his grip, and he slid right off the wing.

"Whooooaaaaa!" he yelled as he fell.

"Brave Paw!" both Trembly and Mighty Paw shouted in unison.

"Take it down, Mighty Paw!" Trembly shouted. "And hurry!"

"Right!" Mighty Paw shouted

Mighty Paw turned the wheel as hard as he could in an attempt to catch Brave Paw. He managed to get ahead of his friend, and Brave Paw was able to grab onto the wing of the contraption, which stopped his fall, but now he was hanging for dear life.

"Mighty Paw, do something!" Trembly shouted.

"Like what?!" Mighty Paw shouted. "I'm trying to steer! You're gonna have to do it!"

Trembly froze like a deer in the headlights. Then he gulped, and started climbing out onto the wing.

"Hurry, Trembly!" Brave Paw shouted. "I don't think I can hold on much longer!"

Trembly gulped again. He wasn't sure he could do this, but he knew if he didn't, Brave Paw was a goner. Just as Trembly reached the edge of the wing, Brave Paw lost his grip.

"Whoooaaa!" he shouted.

"Ack!" Trembly yelled, and grabbed onto Brave Paw's wrist, just in the nick of time. Brave Paw breathed a sigh of relief, and swung himself into the gondola.

"Thanks, Trembly!" he called.

"Everybody okay?" Mighty Paw asked.

"Oh sure, if you like holding on for dear life at five thousand feet," Trembly muttered.

"Okay, then," Mighty Paw said. "We're going back for the lungwort!"

"I wish he hadn't said that," Trembly moaned, and he dug his fingers in deeper into the wing.

Mighty Paw turned the machine around, but when they reached the spot where the lungwort was, they found it was gone.

"Oh no!" Brave Paw shouted.

"I guess we failed," Mighty Paw sighed.

"Wait a minute, you guys!" Trembly shouted. "We haven't failed!"

"Huh?" Mighty Paw asked.

Brave Paw ran to the other side of the gondola, and looked. There on the wing was the lungwort. Trembly gulped once more, and crawled toward the edge of the wing, managed to grab the lungwort, and then crawled back into the gondola. The other bears began jumping up and down cheering for the Paw Paws.

"You did it, Trembly!" Brave Paw shouted.

"Way to go!" Mighty Paw shouted.

"Weren't nothing, really," Trembly said, putting the lungwort into the backpack. "All in a hero's days work."

"I'll say," Brave Paw said. "Crawling out on the wing like that, considering how high up we are . . ."

"Yeah, if you had fallen, you might've ended up flatter than a pancake!" Mighty Paw shouted.

"Flatter than a . . . ." Trembly started, as the realization of what had happened finally hit him, and then he keeled over in a dead faint. Brave Paw laughed and shook his head.

"Come on, Mighty Paw, let's head back to the village!" he shouted.