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Dagfinn shared Tryphon's opinion on their looks - and, having seen them in action, he would have thought they were stupid even if they'd looked like sleek, clawed eagles. Still, stupid didn't mean they weren't able to escape, and Dag hoped that Tryphon would be able to snatch one up before they all took to the trees.

He slunk through the underbrush and rounded the rafter, watching Tryphon out of the corner of his eyes even as he focused his attention on the birds. Mainly, he eyed the one he had singled out, hoping it would not move to a less convenient position before he had the chance to spring.

When he was finally in position, the dark male mey Tryphon's eyes one more time before surging forward, running his hardest to try and get to the turkey before it could take flight. There was a good chance he wouldn't make it, but that was why Tryphon was there with him.