I'll jump from the cliff and I'll build my wings on the way down
Henry let out a scoffing breath through his beak, which sounded more like a wheeze, but he said nothing. She was right, after all; how the hell had he missed her? Especially since they were close enough in proximity to go after the same fish. "Blame my bird brain," he retorted lazily, shaking the feathers that puffed out along his neck.
As the other eagle swam away murmuring something about getting back into the air, Henry considered their options. Flight would be difficult with soaked-through feathers. Paddling back to the coastline like a pair of ducks didn't seem ideal, or practical, or possible from how far out they were. They could float, though, and swim relatively well along the waves. That was something.
The golden eagle was looking towards the coastline, wherever that was, but Henry could see nothing of use in that direction. Turning, he peered further out and spotted a glimmer of stone jutting out of the ocean.
"Look! If we swim out to that rock, we can dry our wings and then we can be rid of each other." He prompted, glancing over the white feathers along his shoulder. In spite of the fact that he didn't exactly like her, he waited for her to catch up to him before he would set out towards the rock.
As the other eagle swam away murmuring something about getting back into the air, Henry considered their options. Flight would be difficult with soaked-through feathers. Paddling back to the coastline like a pair of ducks didn't seem ideal, or practical, or possible from how far out they were. They could float, though, and swim relatively well along the waves. That was something.
The golden eagle was looking towards the coastline, wherever that was, but Henry could see nothing of use in that direction. Turning, he peered further out and spotted a glimmer of stone jutting out of the ocean.
"Look! If we swim out to that rock, we can dry our wings and then we can be rid of each other." He prompted, glancing over the white feathers along his shoulder. In spite of the fact that he didn't exactly like her, he waited for her to catch up to him before he would set out towards the rock.
HENRY
