Rainfeather flew higher than she ever had before. But she still wasn't gasping for air. Since there were no clouds she couldn't tell if she was near the jetstreams or not. She flew a little longer pumping her wings madly until she found that Anok wasn't flat. But round. She grew in interest on what else she didn't know about. Suddenly, Rainfeather felt a gust of wind. A current. This was it. She was about to ride a jetstream.