Opening her bright yellow eyes some time later, Wendy looked around at her surroundings. She had no idea how long she had been sleeping but at least she was still in the small burrow under the oak tree. She was also alone. There was no sign of the old hawk. Coming to the conclusion that he had left her behind, she whimpered. Curling up into a tight ball once more, the little hawk wished that she could be with her mother and father right now. She wanted to see them so badly. A tear rolling down her cheek, Wendy was about to fall asleep again.
That's when she heard footsteps.
Frightened that it could be a large predator coming to eat her, Wendy snapped her eyes open and whirled around just as the old red tailed hawk came inside. He was carrying two dead gray squirrels in his beak, their eyes glazed over like frost on a pine tree. Placing one down in front of her, he quietly walked away and laid down at the opposite end of their shelter. Taken aback by his actions, Wendy looked over at him. Digging into his squirrel, the old hawk snarled, "Eat."
Her stomach growling hungrily, Wendy didn't need an engraved invitation. She tore into the squirrel ravenously without any second thoughts. The furry rodent was gone in about a minute. Sighing in relief, Wendy glanced over at the old hawk and mumbled gratefully, "Thank you... uh..." Noticing how she paused mid sentence, the red tail rolled his eyes and muttered, "Tiberius."
"Thank you Tiberius."
"Whatever, shut up."
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Two Birds of a Feather
FanfictionThere's a new addition in the small family consisting of Tiberius and his owner. The old hawk and the arrival known as Wendy need to learn how to get along though. And it doesn't exactly help with a petnapper on the loose.
