Did you ever stop and wonder how the flying unicorns got their wings? Well, settle down and get comfortable, as our story begins in a magical far-off land...
In an enchanted meadow, where the silver grass shimmered and the Rainbow River gleamed, stood two unicorns. Their names were Cali and Remy, and they were the best of friends. They spent their days munching on the silver grass and racing along the hedgerows. They would always look longingly at the birds swooping and soaring above them in the crystal blue skies.
One sunny day, a rabbit scampered through the grass to the two unicorns. “Hello Cali, hello Remy! I’ve got to tell you, my little feet are really hurting! I wish I could bounce around like a kangaroo.” (This was back before rabbits had the springy, hopping feet they have today.) Cali and Remy felt bad for their rabbit friend, but they couldn’t figure out how to help her.
“We feel the same about birds, we gaze up at them all the time, wishing we could fly like they do!”
The next day, a fish glided down the Rainbow River as Cali and Remy were drinking the cool water. It bobbed its head up out of the water (because this was before fish could breathe underwater like they do today). “Good morning unicorns, sorry to interrupt you. Oh how I wish I could breathe underwater like the crabs do. They stay down there all day long, while I have to keep coming up for air!”
Cali and Remy wanted to help their fish friend but couldn’t think of how to do that. “We’re sorry, we feel the same about birds when we see them flying high!”
A colourful bird had been looking-on for a…
