From "Legend Unborn" by David.G Welsh

As they were just about to pass one another, the human suddenly stopped, turned to Flyfar and in a deep, powerful voice said, “Fly you fool! Fly!”

Flyfar jumped with fright and squawked which to him was, “Arghh!”

Flapping his wings as fast as he could, Flyfar raced down the path, flying over boulders, around trees and in-between the legs of a very surprised cow that gave him an indignant “Moo”. He flew faster, the ground rushing by in a blur as his eyes watered in the wind, not used to being under such conditions.

As he flew, Flyfar started feeling something swell up within him that was a completely new experience. He suddenly realized that he was actually enjoying this, he was starting to feel the thrill of careering through the air, his body built for this very thing as his muscles tensed and relaxed, making him into a bullet-shaped pile of feathers.

He leapt into the air and flew down the path. The old human watched him go and muttered to himself, “Bloody idiot. Wouldn’t have had that problem back in my day. Now, where did I put that damned ring?”

From "Treespeaker" by Katie W. Stewart

A stranger visits the forest...

Megda’s eye’s opened wide, but before she could speak the other woman rushed forward and hugged her tightly, her leather shoes scuffling dust from the path.

 “Ah, Megda, my dear, at last. When I heard of poor Kattan’s passing, I knew I just had to come to see you, but I was ill myself and had to wait. I hope you’ll forgive me. I could just imagine you thinking ‘Why has Hekja not come to see me?’ Well, here I am at last. You don’t look any different than the last time I saw you, so many years ago.” She stood back, holding Megda’s arms, a sad smile on her face. “Are you not pleased to see me?”

Megda’s eyes were still wide and she laughed a little. “Yes. Yes, of course, it’s lovely to see you… Hekja. I’m sorry. This is just such a surprise.”

Dovan guessed from the slight furrow on Megda’s brow, that the surprise came not from the unexpected visit, but from the use of her name by a total stranger.

Grifad, however, was already sidling down the path and seemed oblivious to Megda’s bafflement. “Well, now that you’re here, I’ll take my leave.”