"Aaaaaaaaaargh!" Blu screamed, writhing in pain. "Do you find it pleasuring to see me in agony?!" He mumbled through his closed beak, looking at her with one eye.

"Shh." She said without even looking at him. Crystal looked at his wing, this time more closely - it seemed almost perfect, but there was still a small roughness - that caused the wing's leading edge to be a little crooked, what could affect Blu's ability to fly later. She decided to give it one more try.

"I'm sorry, but I still need to correct it a bit."

"Pérez, did you hear that?" One of the macaws that were investigating the area said, curious after hearing the distant, yet still hearable sound. The source was too far to localize it, though.

"Yeah, I was going to ask you the same. It was like a.." He tapped his wingtip against the lower part of his beak. "..scream? But I'm not sure where it came from." Pérez replied, disappointed - if they only could know what or who had made the sound.. It could be even the next trace, something that would enliven the search..

But others seemed to notice that too - obviously except for Jewel, who was still sobbing. Eduardo needed to take care of the tribe, so Roberto was leading the search-party group. He quickly convened the group into one place; he carefully set Jewel on the ground and the macaws formed a circle around him.

"Guys, did you hear that scream?" He said, while others nodded their heads in response. "Great, now I want you to find the source of it." Roberto stated, but he heard some voices of opposition.

"But we just don't know where to seek for it, it was too far!" One of the macaws said, having bewildered look on his face.

The leader only shot him a threatening glance. "It's your job." he said.

The birds then took off, every in different direction.

"I did it! I did it! It's perfect, just like new. Almost, of course." She said, while lifting up her wings high in the air, as an act of happiness. "Fine, we just need to clean it one more time and put the leafy bandage on." The female stated. She started to untie Blu's wing. He had felt that his limb was finally free and moved it a bit, still having the feeling like something was squeezing the muscles around the injury.

"Is it the end?" Blu muttered, a soft tear forming in the corner of his eye.

"Looks like yes, captain obvious." She said jokingly.

"Teasing with you is the last important thing right now." Blu said, while slowly lifting his eyelids and panting heavily. The pain started easing a bit, though Blu was screaming in agony about two minutes ago.

The edge of his wing was finally straight. It's surface was perfectly smooth, well - at least - it was still swollen, and thanks to Crystal's so-called medical abilities it had swelled more.

When she had untied Blu entirely, he sat up on the floor, still panting. He looked at the 'healer' and then at his own wing. He was surprised by the result of her work - he has recalled the blurry image of his crooked limb and became shocked by the though about how damaged it was, or - how reckless was he, while trying to escape. He thought about the consequences of letting his wing heal in that state and immediately called himself a dumb.

Meanwhile, Crystal had come for some fresh water - the liquid that was left from cleaning the wound for the first time was mixed with blood and dirt. It has no use; it could only infect his wound, what would surely end with Blu getting a sepsis and dying quickly.

The female was flying with an old leaf wrapped in her talons. She was flying to the Amazon River - when she has reached it, she left the leaf from her grip and it landed in water. A bloody stain and a leaf were now flowing down the river, what caused some piranhas to reach for it, in hope of getting food.

She has been flying alongside the coastline, looking down at the tiny trees that were passing quickly, because of her high flying speed. She was let alone with her thoughts for one more time, thinking about the past. She had done it for uncountable times since that.. so-called accident, which took her away from her family.

Blu was the first individual that she has met for years. Crystal has been marked by loneliness for about 15 years, desperately trying to come back to her home, but without any success. Doing that for countless time has burned up every hope she had, and soon she accepted the fact that she will never meet her loved ones again.

But Blu has changed anything - he must have come from somewhere, somewhere where the others could be.. He hasn't mentioned anything about his family, or even if there are more of their species, other than.. the tribe, which was entirely gone for long.

Crystal has come to the conclusion - if Blu has to tell anything about him, she needs to reveal her past too. But what if it was worthless? What if Blu was the same loner she was?

She had shaken off that thoughts quickly, when she has reached the point where a small waterfall and a pond with fresh water was. She wouldn't take the water from the Amazon, especially if she was going to use it in situation like this. The river's water was a mixture of everything - only a thought about it had made her form a disgusted expression on her face.

She headed to the pond and dived into the green surface of trees' upper branches through small hole between leaves. Suddenly everything has darkened a bit - it was natural that a dense forest won't allow much light to reach the jungle floor, leaving the smaller plants virtually without hope.

As she was carefully flying between the trees, it was getting brighter and brighter. Soon, she saw the shore of a small lake. The bird stopped in midair and looked around for a perfect leaf. She circled many plants and herbs, searching for something that would have a space for enough amount of water.

Suddenly she found herself in front of an ivy, growing around a big tree trunk. After a while the bird has found a big leaf that was slightly curved to the end. She hovered in midair in front of it and tried to reach for it with her talons, but the macaw didn't succeed. Crystal hopped to a branch above and reached it with her beak, hanging upside down.

She has plucked it and quickly filled with water from the pond. She knew that Blu was waiting for her, so she decided not to waste any more time. She grabbed the leaf using both her claws and made sure that it won't fall. The Spix's spread her wings open and - with one powerful flap - she took off into the air.

In the way back, she was flying almost in the straight line. She also took some fresh herbs, which would surely help. The sun was low and its rays filled the Amazonian sky, recolouring it into a smooth, amber shade. She crossed the Amazon River and glanced at her own silhouette and the setting sun, both being reflected in the water. The macaw lowered her flight a bit and disappeared between the trees, heading to her hollow.

Soon the tree appeared in her sight. Crystal landed on the branch that was in front of the hollow entrance - it made a sort of platform to land on. She entered the hollow and spotted Blu sitting on the edge of the nest.

"What took you so long?" He asked suspiciously.

"Totally not your business." She replied, smiling widely.

Blu didn't reply; he only gulped and looked at the female, who went to the edge of the hollow, where a deformation in the hollow wall was, forming some sort of ledge to sit on. She then carefully placed the herbs and the leaf filled with water next to that 'ledge', looking at Blu. He understood what was she meaning and walked over to her. He sat down on the ledge and extended his injured wing.

The adrenaline effect has faded away a long time ago, so Blu has been feeling a strong pain in his wing. However, the female macaw has took one of the herbs and soaked it with water. She started cleaning his wound again, causing him to feel a cool, pleasant sensation encompassing his right wing.

She cleaned his wound delicately, using the mixture from herbs and water. When she ended, she wiped the wound from remaining liquid and bandaged it using the last herbaceous plants she had.

Crystal has come for a fresh water again, this time she was going to get it that Blu could clean himself entirely - from the mud that covered the rest of his body. When she came back to the hollow, it was dark and the night has fallen already. Afterwards, Blu preened himself, using some water in the process.

Both birds went to sleep. Blu was snoring loudly after a moment; Crystal wasn't sleeping, however. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She perfectly knew that Blu was grounded and needed to stay here for at least a week or even maybe two, so she will have the time to ask him about everything.

"The very next day.." she whispered quietly, glancing at the night sky through the hollow entrance. The macaw closed her eyes and her mind started drifting away into the peaceful slumber..