falcon crest
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 21985
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The falcon was so large that it pearched on both the man's shoulders at
once. Which probably explained the reason why his hair was plastered
whitely to his head and neck. Chauvan grunted softly from the safety of
his favorite bramble bush and watched as the man gave a sharp cry, and
the falcon leapt gracefully into the air in conditioned response. It
beat its way up through the leafy canopy and glided in circles over the
tree tops, with its handler looking carefully on. A shrill whistle
heralded its descent back through the green and a sudden scream brought
the man into action. He pulled a thin sword from its scabbard at his hip
and charged into the brush across the path from Chauvan. The pig
followed carefully. Ahead through the beaten down brush Chauvan saw the
man give a killing thrust of his sword into the side if a large antlered
hare that was struggling weakly to escape the gripping tallons of the
mighty falcon. It trembled a bit and fell limply to the earth at the
man's feet.
"He's done for the Jackalope!" Chauvan thought in dismay. The pig
shouldered its way into a hidden hollow and stared forlornly at the door
to the Hare's burrow.
"Well, might as well move in then." thought Chauvan pragmatically and
pushed his way in.
The enterior of the hole was dark, but not forbiddingly so. Chauvan
snuffled about knocking the former jackalope's posessions off tables and
rooting through the drawers in the oddly shaped dresser(rabbit must have
built it himself). Finally he found a cake in a small paper box with a
note stuffed down the side of the box. If he could have read in pig form
it would have said "Jack, please feed this to the pig within two years so
that he can regain his Man form. If you do not, I believe his condition
will start to effect his mind." The letter is marked with the date from
four years ago.
As Chauvan cannot read human writting it mearly looked like a jumble of
strange scratchmarks and femenine smells to him. He squealed in simple
delight and devoured the small cake down to its every last crumb, chewing
the paper up afterwards for good measure because he liked the way it
crinkled.
A shadow fell over the pig's mind and he lolled onto the floor passing
into blissful uncontiousness.
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