An unimaginably beautiful orange bellied parrot glides down

And expertly lands in a small hollow to have a short break.

This is its home for now.

After an absolutely enormous journey just to find food

It turns around mid-flight and it sees a wreck.

The small fig tree is being ripped out of the ground.

Helpless.

It sees the hollow where it slept the night and that too is being taken out of the ground!

It feels powerless.

It is helpless.

It slowly glides down to the young fig tree and its sharp talons rip into it.

Scrumptious!

Dodging bullets.

Left, right, up, down.

This is hell.

The orange bellied parrots are disappearing fast.

I can hear its friend’s spirits screaming “Help them, they're the last!”

Suddenly the orange bellied parrot feels a screaming pain in its left wing.

Torture!

They need help, and their fate rests in our hands.