Heron Lake Plateau I believe I can touch the sky

The mighty screech of his kidnapper and the fierce snarl from his father blended into one as Tywyll tried to hang on to whatever was in his mouth. Feathers and blood could be tasted immediately and he growled, a true sound that came from his chest up until he was dropped and then it turned into a shriek. The talons sliced his baby flesh as he was released, plummeting for a few seconds before smacking into the harsh ground.

All the air in his lungs left in a painful rush and he lay frighteningly still for a few moments in shock. His world was shaken, it wasnt the safe routine of nurse,sleep,play, explore anymore. Now he knew of the scarier things outside the den. As he regained his senses he became aware of pain. He had a shallow cut and two puncture wounds from tbe talons of that eagle and he was bleeding. It stung and his body was sore from the impact upon the ground. "Dada!"the wail was sent up with urgency as he squirmed to get to his paws, just wanting to run and hide beneath his father's chest.