After all five of the Flock reread the e-mail over and over, they decided that they'd take the risk of it being Max.
"So, are we going to go all the way to Itex in Arkansas? That's pretty far, and Nudge can't fly." Iggy said, waving a hand in some general direction, that just happened to be the direction Nudge was standing.
"Well, I can hold Nudge. She doesn't weigh that much, and as long as she doesn't kick around, I'll be okay." Fang said.
Gazzy frowned, "But what if something goes wrong?" he asked.
"Then fang can just throw Nudge at you." Angel pitched it.
"Nn-ooh!" Nudge said, in a loud voice, that was obviously a struggle for her.
"I was playing. I though it was obvious." Angel said, in a dead serious voice, for a seven year old.
"Nope, it wasn't." Fang said, frowning.
"Okay, then." Angel said, crossing her arms.
"Back to the subject--" Gazzy started.
"--We need to get to Arkansas, and save Max." Iggy finished.
"Duh!" Nudge said, in an annoyed voice.
"Okay. We leave tomorrow?" Iggy asked.
"Yes. Five thirty sharp." Fang said.
"In the morning?" Gazzy asked, depression in his voice.
"Yes. You can live. we'll rest in Texas, tomorrow night." Fang said.
"Fine." Gazzy said, in a mopey voice.