Heron Lake Plateau I believe I can touch the sky

He squirmed backwards into the safety and comfort of his father's chest and stomach, eyes squinting as he risked a look upward at the flying feathered creature of death that had attacked him. He nodded and sniffed at his father's question, still shaking anf frightened despite knowing he was safe. "wha wassat?"he asked, not knowing the name for the creature who had tried to nab him. He spat out a blood tinted  feather and then placed a paw on it, fright forgotten and replaced with a surge of pride. He squirmed out from beneath Elwood and picked the feather up betwren sharp baby teeth, holding it up to him as a gift,  as a thanks for saving him, and as a Look what i did dad! type of thing.