The birds and Morsel began making themselves at home. The birds made nests as Morsal dug a burrow. Alvin zaped down some big palm leaves to put together his nest. When night came, the birds slept in the nests and Morsel slept in his burrow. They all slept well. 

 

In the morning the finches were chirping their morning song-Chirip, Chirip, Chirip. Alvin woke up and saw his mate, Malina, already hunting lizards. It was just like back at home when he was small, but he knew that place was too old and the bats there were always too grumpy. Then Alvin saw something green hop. A frog! Alvin positioned his wings and dove at the frog. When he got up, he had a beakfull of grass and frog. Alvin ate the fog and then spit out the grass at the same time. Then he heard something behind him. He slowly turned and saw a cat. The cat launched. Then his sight went black.