Max's Discovery

Max rushes to Peter's post. His face is beat red. He hunches over and nearly vomits. Peter comforts Max by patting him on the back. "What the devil's the problem?" Peter asks. "It's the..." Max tries to get the words out, but he is still catching his breath. "Just take a deep breath." Peter says. Max takes a deep breath, and exhales slowly. "It's the falcons." He continues. "What about them?" Peter asks. "They're gone." Peter suddenly stops comforting Max. "What? All of them?" Max stands up straight. "Except for the small one." "Penny?" Peter asks, worriedly. Max nods. "Yeah, they some how tied her up. I untied her, but I think her wing is hurt." "No this is not good." Peter declares. "What do we do?" Max asks. "Well, we don't have many options. We have to check on Penny first. If her wing is fine enough to fly, then we have to leave now." "And if her wing isn't fine?" "Then we find another way. We can't let the falcons get to those two."