a silent film he'd watched a thousand times before
The wind caught him cleanly as he tipped into a tighter arc, wings adjusting with the easy precision of instinct rather than thought. He started too high, he figured out, as he drew his eyes across and across and found nothing out of sorts. So, he angled down, letting the cold bite at his feathers as he drew closer to the trenches. His eagle eyes sharpened, cutting through the muted whites and greys until the world resolved into layers: packed snow and churned earth and the trenches.
Something caught his attention and he slowed, hovering a moment in place, wings beating steady as his shadow slid across the ground below. At this distance the glint was unmistakable. Metal. the sun glinted off its surface and caught his attention.
He circled once more, committing the location to memory, then lifted higher with a sharp beat of his wings. Not finding, at that point, anything else that needed his attention first, he went back. Flaring his wings out behind him and thrusting his talons forward, Marcus landed in the snow. As he landed, he was aware of Iskra going for ningos and Nina starting on her portion of the work, but he narrowed his focus in on what he needed to do. He tried to grab at the metal with his talons and pull it out and away, aiding with his beak.
Eagle!Marcus goes to the metal and tries to pull it out.
Something caught his attention and he slowed, hovering a moment in place, wings beating steady as his shadow slid across the ground below. At this distance the glint was unmistakable. Metal. the sun glinted off its surface and caught his attention.
He circled once more, committing the location to memory, then lifted higher with a sharp beat of his wings. Not finding, at that point, anything else that needed his attention first, he went back. Flaring his wings out behind him and thrusting his talons forward, Marcus landed in the snow. As he landed, he was aware of Iskra going for ningos and Nina starting on her portion of the work, but he narrowed his focus in on what he needed to do. He tried to grab at the metal with his talons and pull it out and away, aiding with his beak.
Eagle!Marcus goes to the metal and tries to pull it out.
marcus olson
