The black birds are back. Several of them. They were waiting for us roosting in the trees above the path that leads into the forest covering the first hill range.
This time I allowed Dunfallon to summon his eagle and charge the cluster. But I cautioned him to simply scatter them and return immediately.
The doughty pixie did so – with the desired effect.
Then the debate began amongst ourselves – should we continue on this path or find another. Geog said we had at least a half dozen from which to choose. At that news, Dunfallon of course wanted to check them all out.
Rumble and I thought the main path best, believing the birds presence a ploy to keep us away from it.
In the end we all agreed to follow the lead of my pendant. And since it sensed no danger in the main path we continued on.