All good tales have a protagonist and of course the antagonist. From Romeo and Juliet to Jane Eyre, or a Hitchcock movie, the ‘player of the first part’, has always to experience the consequences of decisions.
So as our hero the Little Eagle made its way across the paddocks in the sunshine, oblivious of the dangers, it was soon to learn that not all skies are clear, blue and free.
Tis the season of magpies, particularly young first year birds to show their prowess and expertise at keeping their ‘territory’ free from unwanted intrusion.
Magpies on the attack have a particular short high-pitched cry, —ask anyone who rides a pushbike;-) — to announce both their presence and their intention.
And another warning to those of the pushbike brigade, this is happening to a highly mobile bird with plenty of good air. The magpie’s skill have to be admired, given its much smaller bulk and wing span.
For some reason, I’ve never been able to determine, Little Eagles seem to draw the most attack of all raptors. Which is strange as generally they don’t comprise much of a threat to other birds because of their usual feeding habits. Yet time after time, they are mercilessly harassed.
Enter the antagonist. For all good Lord of the Rings readers, think Sauron.
And so settle back and watch the story unfold.
However for all its bluff, and noise, the magpie cannot sustain the attack and the Little Eagle, which has probably used very little energy during the encounter will sail away across the paddocks, leaving the exhausted magpie in its wake.
Sauron will then drop from the sky to rest up for the next challenge.