Chapter 101

"I've seen this bird, its temperament and its power. I'm sorry but I stand a firm disbeliever that this bird can be tamed." The left nobleman said. "If you don't mind," I said to the king, "I'd like to call upon a friend." The king looked to the birch tree with a smile. "Sure." He said. I whistled loudly, waiting for a return whistle. Seconds later I heard the bright reedy whistle of Bazahra and the pitter patter of talons clanking against stone. I turned around and could see her head crest making its way across the roof. She then jumped down, standing beside me. She looked at all the other people sitting at the table. They stared at her in the utmost of shock, surprised to see another silver long wing. Bazahra chattered at the sight of all the people, unsure why they were staring at her. "You know I can't understand you when you do that." I said to her. She then shrieked and bit at my leg for whatever reason. "So she's the sneaky little bastard that just killed one of my gazelles." Th