Avalon Alori: Ava began flying off higher in the trees, searching for a shape. She found a sort-of rectangular peice of peeling bark. She tugged and pulled, trying to loosen it. Then, with one final effort, it did come loose, and Ava went toppling down. She landed in a small puddle, a half inch deep for a human, ankle length for a fairy. "Great," she muttered as she felt her wings getting wet and soaking up the water. She struggled to stand with her heavy wings and turned, expecting to see Celine to help her. But she saw nobody. She gulped and walked to a bush. She climbed up it, two feet and heard someone, or something. She peeked up and sighed. Mary Jane! She started to wave, and instead fell from the bush, doing some summersaults before halting in front of the cat.