Heron Lake Plateau Red robin

He was afraid to stray too far away from the small den. The run in with the eagle had shaken him something awful. Even so, his desire to explore was great so while the sun was still high he crept away from his mom and brother and out of the den. Just as he did so, a bright red bird landed in front of him, shaking its vivid tailfeathers at him in a way that Tywyll thought was mocking.

"Ima gechu" he murmured and walked toward it. The bird lifted its head and stared at him before chirping and hopping a few feet closer, wagging its feathers and then looking away. Tywyll growled and with a snort he ran forward and jumped at it. The bird took flight and Tywyll ungracefully landed face first into the dirt. He lay there for a moment before sitting up and rubbing at his nose, wiping a smear of mud off his face. He looked angry and embarrassed, giving a quick look around to see if anyone noticed his clumsiness.