Pip'kha was not long to swagger in rivalry and bravado over Mitikaw. It was only the tumult of battle which brought out the anger at error in him rather than his affectionate good nature.
"We shouldn't leave Mitikaw fuming in anger," he commented to Iadoc as they circled the hilltop, looking for a safe place to land, after the strawheads had retreated in disarray.
"Why not? He deserves it," chirped Iadoc. He almost killed me and Rik'ki'kew. He should know better than that." He headed down, towards the dark, broken bodies that had been crows in the company, Crec, Beka,and Nakoo.
"Yes, but he knows that all too well right now. We don't need to rub it in any more; I don't think he is the kind to think kindly when he has been humiliated. I don't want to make enemies," Pip'kha replied, settling down on the ground beside their fallen brethren after Iadoc had landed.
"Oh, sure, think about him why don't you. Never mind me and the tail feathers I lost; the fright I had; how hard it will be to face that maneuver again." Iadoc was waxing eloquent, but before he could go further Pip'kha gave a hearty laugh and hopped right into his cousin, knocking him down, and the two crebain rolled over and over in the sand until they were both giddy and chortling, the other members of the company perched around them and yelling, "Tumble, tumble."
"Get off with you, " cawed Pip'kha. "We still have a battle to watch out for, you dumb crows." But the strawheads had disappeared and after the long flight and the battle, everyone began to feel hungry. They remembered the feeding which Akaaw and Fingot had had. Pip'kha sensed their mood and responded.
"To Akaaw and Fingot fall the spoils of the battle, but to us falls the most honourable feeding. We won't leave our companions for vultures or maggots. We feast on our fallen brothers and sisters so that their bravery lives on in us."
With those words, Pip'kha fell to eating the crebain who had fallen in the skirmish, followed by Iadoc, then Rik'ki' kew and the rest of the company. When they looked up from their pecking and nibbling, they saw Mitikaw's company landing nearby. Pip'kha nodded his beak at Mitikaw, with at least a civil greeting, and then scanned the air and ground least strawheads sneak up on them.
[ January 06, 2003: Message edited by: Bethberry ]
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