Little Warrior

Edgar moved with lightning speed as Poem lifted the flat rock at the edge of the rapids. The water was slower moving here, making it a perfect estuary to husband tasty treats. This was the best place to catch salamanders, but even better, crayfish. Her raven companion more than enjoyed the shellfish delight and Poem enjoyed hunting for them with him. They were having some very good luck today, and being able to be the one to feed her companion gave Poem a sense of responsibility.

Edgar’s multicolored head retreated from the water, with his flipping little morsel in his dexterous beak. Poem smiled brightly as he ate the clawed beasty with care. She was about to move on to the next rock when her mother’s voice reached her. She shifted her dark muzzle towards the shore where Shaye sat and waited for her. ”Coming, Mom!” She offered sweetly as Edgar finished his meal and hopped upon her hips.

The pair scaled the bank to appear as Shaye’s feet, both looking bright eyed and bushy tailed. Her ivory tail wagged behind her as her fledgling raven preened contentedly. ”Yes?” She asked curiously, wondering what her mother had in store for her today.