fair weather friend

the gyrfalcon screeched his own form of greeting to the boar and the opossum. he could easily carry away the little marsupial, he remained at Heloise's shoulder and nary glanced at it. she had been feeding him small chunks from the prey pile, attempting to tame him slowly; she assumed it worked in other ways. he would only eat what his mistress provided him. "my name is Heloise" she would introduce herself after the familiar "pardon, but you seem very adept at caring for your companions" she marveled at how healthy they both were "I have just obtained one, you see. may I ask a few questions?"