The Paratroopa was drifting across the sky, whistling contently. Another day, another mail call. He shifted through his bag a little, unaware a few letters flew out to the ground below and checked the address of the first thing he grabbed. Not too far from where he was.... He started to swoop down lower to get a better look at the houses below. As he flew under the trees, he came to a screeching halt and was jerked backwards. "Ow-!" he wince before realized his wing had gotten snagged between some branches. He tried to pull his wing free, but no matter what he did his wing wouldn't budge! Not to mention it hurt every time. He sighed and sat o