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In the glen, the sun was just rising in the East. Jay had demanded the podium and was in the midst of an impassioned speech:
“So, in conclusion, I can fly farther, faster, and more skillfully than any but Grandfather Eagle and Uncle Hawk … oh right; …. and Cousin Owl. I must be allowed to accompany Brother Francis on his mission.”
“Where is Grandfather Eagle? Surely we can make no decision without him!” Someone shouted it from the back rows. Crow and Jay immediately volunteered to find him and flew off in opposite directions, with Crow choosing the North up-river search, and Jay the South. So it was that the critters broke up their all night discussion and returned to their homes.
For the first hour Crow saw no signs of any Eagles. There were no fish skeletons, no sign of nest building, no shadows soaring high above. Crow decided to take a short rest. Hl landed in the tallest pine in order to watch over the whole river valley. Just as he was actually considering returning to the glen, Crow heard the shrill cry of an eagle.
(to be continuing)
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