The bird had been hard at work for a week.  He hopped backwards to take a look at the fruits of his labours.  It was impressive, no doubt, but it was still nowhere near his vision.  His heart grew heavy at the thought of all the time and work needed to realise the new brain, the new world, but he was now determined more than ever to strengthen his resolve and finish what he started.

He caught movement in the corner of his eye and glanced outwards.  Creatures of all kinds were stood watching, wondering what this crazy bird was doing.  Among them was an old owl with ancient piercing wise eyes.   The owl flew forward and hopped besides the little bird and his new brain.  He looked long and hard at the creation.

"I can help you" he said.  "I've done this before"

....Far to the south, crashing through jungle and forest and plains, a kingly lion ran north as fast as his old legs would carry him.