Dally

The peregrine falcon scowered the land below him as he sailed along the heavens. He could not see Zhener anywhere, but knew it would only be a matter of time before the loud-mouth eagle showed up. Being careful to choose a high tree, the little falcon perched himself on a high branch. From this vantage point, he was too high up for any wolves to see and recognize him for who he was. To the ground creatures, he was no more than an average, every-day raptory resting on a perch.

Dally

After a long wait, Dally grew impatient. Who knew what that blasted eagle was up to anyway. And besides, Disaster wasn't here to back him up. There was no way the little falcon was going to assault a giant eagle like Zhener without some back-up. With a final look around, Dally took off from his perch and headed back to the pack lands.