Gyrfalcon's Keep Angry Falcons!

As Macawi barreled down the mountain, egg in mouth, head turned to watch the gyrfalcons as she ran, she barely turned her head in time to see the black wolf in front of her, who was barely visible in the backdrop of the night. She swerved at the last second, as did the wolf, the two narrowly missing each other.

Without dropping her prize, Macawi called as best she could, "Follow me, Cousin Wolf! Macawi will share half of this egg with you if we escape unharmed!"

Without looking to see if the wolf was following, she charged headlong down the mountain, back to Ravensblood Forest. Why she was being nice to this wolf she did not know. A sense of boredom, perhaps? Her adventurous streak coming through? Either way, she did not mind. Whether the she-wolf followed was up to her. If she did not, then Macawi would have the delicious golden contents of the egg all to herself. If she did follow, then perhaps the coyote would make a new friend.