Trickster's Queen - Weebly

heard a change in the Stormwings' shrieks overhead,
from normal taunts to rage. Seagulls fled the harbor in
silence, and the city's myriad of parrots stopped their
raucous morning conversations. The clatter of shipping
and the shouts of sailors rang overloud in the air. Aly
waited, listening. Goose bumps prickled their way up
her arms. Gradually she heard it more clearly, a rough
sound, harsh and bawling.
She straightened with a grin. “Crows,” she
announced.
The crows burst into the air above the heights west
of the harbor in a squalling, quarreling, soaring ebony
cloud. They turned the sky above Rajmuat's palace
black as activity around the harbor came to a halt. The
Stormwings grabbed for height with their immense
steel-feathered wings, snarling with outrage at the
invaders. They darted at the crows, bladed wings
sweeping out to hack them to pieces. The crows,
smaller and nimbler, scattered. Wheeling, they dropped,
then flew up among the Stormwings to peck at the
exposed tender human flesh of their enemies. The