Dawnlark Plains XLVII

moon runner transformed beneath his watchful eyes.

she moved with the preciseness of the hunting blood which had formed and shaped her.

the acceleration was swift and graceful — and far too high.

augur followed on her heels, watching feathers follow moon runner down into the water. he grabbed for the heron with a mouthful of plumage plucked off its unwitting back, but whirled away for his daughter, allowing the beleaguered birds their escape while he swam out to find her.