Ziya knew he should have packed something to eat before he ran away from home, for his tiny stomach was growling mercilessly. He tried to keep up his strength while flying as fast as he could, but to no avail. He landed on a high branch of a tree, tired, starving, and thirsty.
He had never been so hungry and tired in his life. The mere thought of it was enough to send him dozing off, causing him to fall off the tree branch. Unbeknownst to him, there was a passerby right beneath him.