A wave of a colder temperature shocked the tribe awake in the middle of the night. Loud, persistent noise ensured that only the deepest of sleepers would remain in their slumber. It was raining. Soon, everyone drifted back into shallow, uneasy rest, knowing full well that the situation was going to get worse in the rain. Slight thunder in the background kept the sleep on edge, and wary at all times.

"Blu! Blu!" Jewel, in a last ditch effort to get her mate up, slapped him right in his face. In a moment, Blu shot out from his sleep, rubbing his cheek with a wing.

"What was that for?" He asked. Jewel never slapped him awake unless it was heavily important.

"What is going on? Look outside!" Jewel replied frantically. Blu frowned, and stumbled up, and moved around the heater in the hollow. His beak seemed to drop at the sight of the trees. A thin layer of white powder covered everything, and the temperature was a familiar sting of cold.

"We have to see Eduardo," Blu prompted, immediately rushing to his father-in-law's hollow.

"Wait! What's going on?" Jewel called after him, following him through the cold. Leaving the vicinity of the heater was like getting hit by an icy cold rock, and Jewel's flying was slightly disoriented.

"Jewel, it's snowing!" Blu shouted back. It was the end of the world. Snowing in the Amazon. Blu had never dreamt of it. His memories of snow were mixed in nature. He did have some time playing around in it, but he could never stay in snow for more than five minutes at a time, for it was so cold that he could feel something going numb anytime he was in it. Moreover, he would've frozen to death in a wooden crate, had Linda not found him and rescued him. The temperature wasn't as extreme as the temperature in Minnesota, and Blu didn't feel something go numb every time he touched something, but surely everyone else would be literally freezing? His thoughts ended as he saw Eduardo staring out of his hollow in disbelief. If the situation wasn't so serious, Eduardo's face would have been funny.

"Blu! What is going on?" Eduardo asked the moment Blu and Jewel were in earshot.

"It is snowing," Blu replied simply, not sure what to say. Blu and Jewel both landed in Eduardo's hollow, and their puffed feathers slowly returned to normal in a heater's presence.

"I've only ever heard rumors about snow. It has never touched the Amazon," Eduardo said, still staring at the thin layer of snow over everything.

"Right now, we should distribute the food around, so nobody tries to do it themselves," Blu suggested. "It would be hazardous for them to try."

"Alright. Gather the gathering team, and get them to do that," Eduardo agreed.

"Wait, sir?" Blu asked, before Eduardo could go back to his business.

"What?"

"Where do they live?"


"Bia! Look!" Tiago called his sister, urging her to get up and see. Bia grumbled in annoyance and rolled away from him, ignoring his wake up call. Tiago frowned, and dumped the snow in his wings right onto her. With a piercing shriek, she shot out, swiping the cold powder out of her feathers, rushing for the heater. Bia halted in front of the device, flapping madly near it, trying to fan warm air at herself.

"Tiago! What the heck!" She yelled, but gaped as she noticed the outside scenery.

"I told you to get up, but you didn't listen to me did you?" Tiago said smugly, crossing his wings as he saw Bia's look of shock.

"It's...snowing?" Bia stammered, stepping a little out of place. Cold wind bit into her as the heater's range was passed, and she stumbled backward, almost slamming into Tiago.

"Aw are you a little cold?" Tiago snickered. Truthfully, it was the coldest Tiago had ever felt, and it wasn't okay with him one bit. He could feel goosebumps forming in multitudes as he stepped out, and he couldn't stop shivering while he was in the open. The weather was funny to him yesterday, as it was still bearable and he could happily tease his sisters about it, but now it was really becoming much too cold.

"Of course I'm cold! This is tens of degrees colder than Spix's macaw habitat temperatures!" Bia raged at Tiago's seeming inability to see the situation seriously. To her it was the end of the world, and to him it was just another day.

"Where's Carla?" Bia asked. Her sister would normally be up earlier than her and Tiago.

"She woke up just now, but claimed it was too cold to do anything, so now she's sleeping again," Tiago explained. "Oh yea, there's a bunch of insects all over the hollow. Be careful, one might enter your nose."

Bia cringed at the one time where Tiago's prank gone wrong, and a spider entered her nose. She ended up sneezing it out, but was horrified of the experience ever since.

"If that ever happens again, I'll make you eat whatever went in," Bia vowed, though honestly she probably wouldn't do it.

"Cockroach," Tiago pointed to the floor calmly. Bia looked at his direction and screeched as she stumbled backwards yet again, away from the disgusting intruder taking shelter in the hollow.


Caio sighed as Crash and Dash tumbled and bickered all over him. He couldn't sleep for a brief moment without one of the two ramming into him, intentionally and unintentionally. His family had to move in with someone else's, as his family's hollow didn't have a heater. Caio's parents, and Aline (The Twins' mother) were part of the gathering team, and were handing out food to the families. The result? Nobody that could control the twins. Daniel had given up ages ago and decided to go back to his snoring.

"Hey Caio, wanna play a game?" Dash prodded his recipient eagerly.

"What game?" Caio asked, hoping that joining the twins' games would bring an end to the "unintentional" hits.

"Yes or no?" Crash joined in, and Caio got the impression that they were hiding the rules on purpose.

"Not without knowing the rules, I'm not," Caio replied defiantly, refusing to join in.

"Really? You think you have a choice?" Dash laughed, and Crash plucked some vines from the walls.

"Hey, wait! Wait! At least give me a five minute head start!" Caio blurted, backing away from the two.

"Five minutes? You can't go anywhere anyway," Dash reasoned.

"Come on, you don't have to," Caio whined as his back touched the hollow wall. He was definitely trapped.

"Please?" Caio tried as a last ditch effort.

"We just hope that you like snow," Crash smiled innocently.


"Why are there so many bugs all over the place?" Carla grumbled as she threw a spider out of the hollow, with Bia flinching a little.

"That is the third bug I've thrown out of my room!" Carla yelled at out of the hollow, as if warning any other creepy crawly that dared to enter.

"Technically, spiders are arachnids, not bugs," Bia corrected. "The most distinguishable feature between arachnids and bugs, is the number of legs."

"Really? Then are centipedes bugs?" Carla asked.

"No, bugs have six legs, centipedes have many more," Bia frowned at her sister's out of the blue question.

"Well, bug or not, I'm sure you won't like it crawling on you. I suggest you move away from that wall," Carla pointed. Bia turned around, and edged away slowly, staring at the long creature scrambling around the walls. Tiago smiled with glee and plucked the long myriapod from the wall with his talons, causing it to writhe around in panic. All too predictably, he immediately started brandishing it at a protesting Bia, and chased her all over the hollow with it.


"Can we go in now? I'm freezing!" Crash called from outside the hollow. In the twin's attempts to tie Caio up, their intended victim had gotten lucky, and managed to dodge them, and turned the tables, and tied the twins together.

"You intended to do it to me, and I doubt you would've let me in if I said that," Caio replied, looking at the twins from the entrance. He tied the two onto a nearby branch, just close enough to the entrance such that the heater could still warm a little of the heat there.

"Y-You don't know that!" Dash protested, shivering in the cold.

"Please let us in?" Crash asked hopefully, squirming against the vines keeping him on the branch.

"Fine, but if you try and tie me outside, you know what's coming to you," Caio warned, and flew over to untie the twins. As soon as they were free, they rushed back into the hollow, to the warmth of the heater. Good for Caio, the twins decided to not try anything else on him for the time being.

"This is so boring, we just learnt to fly properly and yet we get stuck inside," Crash grumbled, walking round and round the heater as slowly as possible. Dash grunted in acknowledgment as he lied on his back, staring at the ceiling.

"Yes, very boring," Caio agreed, staring out the entrance. Dash looked up, and smirked.

"Why, because Bia isn't here with you?" He asked.

"Maybe," Caio replied without really thinking. He realized what he had spouted, and groaned silently, not facing the twins.

"So Caio, do you like Bia?" Dash asked, sitting up, smiling widely.

"Well, she can be sweet," Caio tried to weasel out.

"That's not what I meant. Do you love her?" Dash specified.

"No?" Caio replied.

"You don't sound very confident," Crash joined in.

"I don't?" Caio asked in the same tone.

"Gee, don't you get tired of denying so much?" Dash continued teasing, enjoying every bit of embarrassment he was causing.

"Not exactly."

"You can't extinguish the inner fires," Crash exaggerated, waving his wings in an arc motion.

"Oh come on, liars disappoint me," Dash gave a mock look of disappointment at Caio, shaking his head slowly while he crossed his wings. Caio couldn't really help but laugh at his look, and Dash's mock disappointment quickly dissolved into annoyance.


Seven macaws and bats crept into an empty hollow, and looked around briefly, confirming the safety of it. A lone heater was stationed in it, but with nothing to keep warm.

Until now.

"We will use this hollow as a meeting point, and just as she instructed, we spread out in groups of two and attack the other trees. Cripple them, and push the heater out. It shouldn't be too hard," a bat went through the plan again, and the rest grunted in acknowledgment.

"Do it for as many trees as possible. Leave Felipe's tree last. We will meet back here in twenty minutes, then head together to attack Felipe's hollow."

With that, the group dispersed and executed the plan. From the distance, warming glows of orange were slowly extinguished, one by one. The harsh winds muted anything else that came next.


Felipe paced around within his hollow. The warmth of the heater was slowly becoming as good as nothing the more he paced. Something was wrong, and he could feel it. He stared outside his hollow. Something looked wrong. For the moment, he couldn't quite think of the issue, but it slowly came to him. The glowing from the heaters were gone. He spread his wings, ready to start inspecting the surroundings, and only made it to the entrance when he spotted something. In a split second, Felipe gasped and dodged sideways. Four birds landed heavily into his hollow, with killer looks. Felipe studied his enemies briefly. Two yellow macaws, and two scarlets, though the scarlet macaws were obviously not from his tribe. Without warning, the four dived toward him, talons extended, intent on ripping him apart. Felipe ducked and swerved below them, and emerged the other side, preparing to strike a blow of his own, when something hard crashed into him. He was thrown against a wall, and he saw stars as his world spun haphazardly. In his blinded state, he lashed out in fury, connecting with something soft. Almost immediately, something lashed back, and the spinning slowly faded as darkness started to engulf his world. As his energy rapidly diminished, Felipe stumbled forwards in a final attempt to fight, but blacked out the moment he tried. Seven mysterious figures surrounded him, and soon nothing remained in the hollow. A grayish ring of dust marked the area were a heater once stood. A deadly silence ensued as the winds calmed.