Little Bird cannot always be safe in the embrace of its warm cosy nest.
Little Bird needs to learn how to fly eventually.

And before little Bird can fly, it needs to fall and fail many times, many many times.
Looking around, Little Bird sees many other little birds who are trying to learn how to fly too, some already flying high.
As the days pass, more and more little birds learned how to fly, except Little Bird.
Little Bird is still struggling to fly.
Now that Little Bird is all alone in the open field,
where have the rest of the little birds gone?
They are all happily flying, already.
Little Bird feels despaired.
Little Bird just cannot understand what has been going wrong.
Little Bird knows it should not cry.
There is no point crying.
There is no point seeking console either.
Because they can't help anyway.
Little Bird has to learn how to fly, before it's predators come.
Finally Little Bird cannot hold back its tears anymore.

Little Bird straddles to a small cave, safe from sight,
where it silently weeps under its wings.
...How now?