Behind a fallen log near the edge of the field, they found the tiny duckling shivering in the wet grass, its yellow feathers soaked through. "Do not be afraid, little one," Wooly whispered softly. Daisy gently knelt down and lifted the duckling onto her warm back. Penny tucked the small bird under her warm reddish wing, sheltering it from the rain. Together, they walked slowly back through the storm, careful with every step so as not to slip in the mud. Pip held the lantern high to light the path home. By the time they reached their shelter, the rain was easing into a soft drizzle, and so was their fear. The friends showed courage together, and that night they became heroes — not because they were not afraid, but because they helped even when they were.