Jason sat in a tree bored and irritated. He had been banned from the place he truly belonged unitl he learned what it really met to be a protecter for his people. "Bull." He thought as he tore off a trig and threw it into the small river. What was he supossed to do here. Anger began to boil over him but he pushed it aside. When Jason thought he heard a sound of a trig snapping his head jerked up. Quickly he turned to look behind him, but with the angle of the tree and where he was sitting he could see nothing. Without another thought he quickly transformed into a small blue bird and waited for something to come.