People were curious, some, but only idly. The winged people were so unobtrusive you hardly noticed them if you weren't trying. It was just puzzling.
Besides, before anyone got around to doing anything about it, the trees of the forest started uprooting themselves and crawling toward the city. Fast.
And soon we found out what the winged ones were fleeing from.
Yay more flash fiction. This one was prompted by VisDare.