The Baby Eagles' First War (1)

Muir left the nest very early to hunt for food for the children.

Animals rarely moved in and out of the rock forest. Even flying animals rarely passed by. This meant that Muir had to fly a distance in order to hunt for prey, despite only needing very little of it.

The baby eagles hid in the boulder gap and pecked at their feathers. At the thought of their gentle Mommy, they ignored their Daddy's warnings and squirmed out of the gap one by one, running back to where the shelter was built.

They'd grown three sizes bigger compared to when they were just born. They now had majestic coats of feathers, and their claws and beaks were now harder and stronger.

The awkward thing was that because they were currently molting, their feathers were a messy mix of yellow and black, and their beaks had spots on them. Even sparrows looked better than them.

"Screech screech screech~"