Gyrfalcon's Keep i've seen you fly on paper wings halfway across the world

That's the spirit Guns the man hollered back as the boy was finally persuaded to give the butt egg a try. Finn was pretty sure he wouldn't regret it, regardless of where the egg came from -- it was pretty damn good.

And speaking od good, after the long and dangerous tiptoeing they had had to do, the path finally stretched out before them, welcoming into more stable ground where the loud squawks of the birds served as greeting. Inmidiately, the man's olive eyes fell onto a moving blob of white ruffled feathers that wobbles inside one of the nests that adorned the highest parts of the mountains. He lowered himself to the ground with no hesitation, swishing his tail to signal the boy to mimick him.

In front of them, in the nest spotted by the young Plateu wolf, a chubby chick poked its head out, it's little beak snapping open as the chick hollered for food. Now if they could manage to crawl close enough and snatch the feathery baby before it yelled for its mother they would have 50% of their task done.