Dear Fang,
January 1st Leaving the Flock had never been an option before, and I would never have done it if I had really had had a choice. Of course, I know that you will probably never get this letter because you see, I might seem so fierce but really I am so scared. I would never have the guts to tell you the truth. The reason I left? I left for Iggy. I left for Gazzy. I left for Angel. I left for Nudge. But most of all I left for you. Last night, at eleven P.M I said I was just going for a late night flight.
You nodded and fell asleep leaving Iggy on lookout. I grabbed a backpack and flew away, as far as I could. Tears streaming down my face, I was filled with regret but I couldn't come back.
I daren't even write why I had to leave yet. Maybe sometime when the pain isn't so fresh, I will dare to explain.
I'm so sorry.