It's the principle of the thing, Arialla replied, with a prim tone that didn't at all suit the blood and gore running down her beak as she tore away and snapped up gobbets of meat. Mm ... Delicious. Any compunctions Arialla might once have had about eating raw meat had long since fallen away when she discovered how much the eagle body enjoyed it.
With her own appetite sated, Arialla stepped away to preen. She was running her beak along a tail feather when Ray spoke, but she raised her head to look at the panther. Hmm ... I don't recall meeting a panther, but you do sound familiar. My name is Arialla.
With her own appetite sated, Arialla stepped away to preen. She was running her beak along a tail feather when Ray spoke, but she raised her head to look at the panther. Hmm ... I don't recall meeting a panther, but you do sound familiar. My name is Arialla.
Arialla
Freedom. Flight. Grace. Keen-sight.
"Golden Eagle - Mongolia" by carfull...from Wyoming is licensed with CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.
