Iggy's POV
When I woke again, it was definitely morning. Birds were chirping, and I could hear the feet of joggers on the path below me.
Sage was still sleeping, but not as deeply as she'd been before. All around me, I could hear the flock members stirring in their trees and waking up.
Almost immediately Nudge began talking. "I'm hungry. What's for breakfast?" of course, this is the first thing out of her mouth when she wakes up.
"Don't know," answered Max.
I felt a movement, and it was Sage waking up.
"Morning Iggy'"
"Hey Sage"
I opened my wings and let my hold on her loose so that she could get up. I felt the pressure loosen, and I heard her hit the ground.
I felt Max tap my hand twice. We were leaving.
We flew until Max spotted a clearing and had us land.
It was creepy, hearing nothing. But as we got closer and closer to New York, I could hear everything.
Way too confusing.
As we squished our way through the crowd, I felt tense, and kind of twitchy. I could barely follow the sound of the flocks' footsteps.
Max tapped my hand when we turned into a quieter place. It smelled like…pancakes!
Sage's POV
I was sleeping, but still conscious in way that I knew what was going on around me.
I told Iggy good morning and he let me get down.
Max told us we'd be looking for food, first and foremost.
Everyone was hungry.
So we all headed towards the Big Apple. We flew towards some thicker trees, and landed there.
From the little clearing, we walked towards the city. I noticed Max getting less comfortable as we got farther from the woods.
"It'll be ok Max," promised Angel, the youngest one.
Max was getting worse and worse by the minute. Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel seemed fine, but Max, Iggy, Fang, and I were getting claustrophobic.
There was an IHOP up ahead, and apparently that's where we were going.
Max took a sharp turn around the corner, and there we were. Not as crowded as I thought it would be.
And what was that smell? It was, like, scrumptious!
"That," screeched Nudge "is the smell of pancakes!"