Teaching them to fly makes them more stronger and powerful.
When that red light is on their voice is then heard.
If time is predicted with the seasons then survival will be more of a challenge.
Having those old methods for those tricks in the bag has them with nowhere to hide. Yet they are distracted and nursing a sore head to even look in your direction.
In the forest; the sick, the frail and the young are of all in thought. That a new door opens to a whole new world and shows their hard work they put in with building those fields again. Now things are not done by halves and have a more varied outlook across the forest.
In the stones; pretty and soft as a petal but too quick to grab that their feet hardly touch the ground, opening up a can of worms cracks it, and love who sweeps them off their feet is only half of it.
Lamentations Ch.2:V.35 "To turn aside the right of a man before the face of the most High."