Eagle left a small trail of dust as she ran down the dirt road that lead to her parents’ house. It was a warm early summer’s day and the sun shone non-to tenderly from up above and the air was filled with the sounds of framing and the smell of pastures.
“Hey Eagle, what’s happened?” the deep base of Eagles oldest brother Falconer shouted from one of the village pastures. Falconer vaulted the stone wall of the pasture and ran the last part to meet her. Eagle veered towards Falconer and he saw that her cheeks was shining from tears as he got close to the scrawny girl.
“What’s happened Eagle?” He said again tenderly as he sat back on his hunches in front of her, “Did you fight with Hawker again?”
“No,” Eagle managed to say between sobs, “I was playing with Grey and he ran off into the rising hills! And he didn’t come back when I shouted for him to!”
“Oh, Little Eaglet, Grey will come back, he’s a good dog, he probably just found a squirrel.”
“But I waited for so long and I shouted his name and I… ” she scrunched up her face again and started sobbing “What If he’s been taken by the people of the hills?”
Falconer smiled and took out his blue and white handkerchief and dabbed at her cheeks, “Tell you what, why don’t you go home and tell mum and dad that Grey ran off into the hills and that I’ve gone there to see if I can get him to come back? Sounds good?”
Eagle’s breathing became calmer as she slowly hiccuped out of her sobs nodding. Falconer rose up and smiled down on his youngest sister.
“Grey will come back, you’ll see,” he said with a smile and started walking the way Engle had come, “Oh, and could you ask dad to put on some tea for me?”
Eagle walked the rest of the way home and waited with her parents. The evening came and Falconer didn’t return.