Deep inside the willow tree the last baby owl is born. He's so very small, a downy white ball. As the other owls grow and learn to fly, the littlest owl is left behind. No matter how hard he tries, he can't quite do it. "I will," he says. "Just you wait and see!" Then one night, a howling storm forces the owls from their home. Will the littlest owl be able to fly to safety?