I awoke, the pale morning gave am musty feel if residue on the tent. Something twitched under my jacket; lifting the jacket, the bird was sprawled upon the floor. The bird stood up right to meet my eyes. A want to pet the bird flushed threw my body. I reached my hand my hand behind the bird. With a twitch the bird ducked and curled up into the palm of my hands. I had now gotten the feeling that the bird liked me above being trapped by a rope. Dawn was the time in the day when I restarted my trip to the summit. The wind began, at the tree line ended. The wind kicked us some of the mountains� snow flakes to beat upon my face. I wouldn�t have to climb down the mountain, for I would sail down the mountain using a collapsible frame with skins on it. I would sail off of the cliff and sail north on the winds. I would hopefully be able to reach Hiopenk island, there I would go to the top of a Hiopenk mountain, and I would glide, once again, to Restiki, were I would travel around creating a clan against the empire. I continued my journey to the summit. I had reached halfway already. The mountain, I had calculated would take two days to reach the summit, I was a little ahead of schedule for when the empire�s troops came after me, I ran up the mountain. the bird began to bit the rope around its ankle. I diced to let the bird go so I slipped the rope off of the birds ankle; the bird instantly took flight and flew south. Continuing on my quest, I found being alone quite lonesome and quite. Hours passed and I cover at least twelve miles when the bird came back, clenching a small mouse in its talons. The bird landed on a small branch, and tore at the little bird. I didn�t stop I keep going to try to reach the top, hoping that the red-tailed hawk would fallow. After the hawk had devoured the small prey it flew over to me and landed on my shoulder. Petting the bird I left to continue on my journey to reach the summit. The sun took mid sky when I reached the windy summit. The wind blew icy snow flakes from the mountain. I had arrived ahead of schedule, and now I had nothing to do. I had calculated that there would be a huge gust of wind that would last for one day, in Asliaga, tomorrow at midnight. I would then sail whit the wind, north. I decided to spend the rest of the day hunting, for food for the ling trip to Hiopenk Island. Waskakas can�t be found at this altitude, a much smaller animal could be found the bird couldn�t fly to get food for its self, for the winds up here were to strong for even the bird to stand. I ran over to a small mound of rocks, placing an arrow into my bow and strung it back. Five minutes passed until a close relative to the Waskaka pried its self out of the mound. Releasing the arrow, the animal. It was too late the animal was struck in the head by the arrow. Quickly picking up the dead creature, I went back to the bird and placed the small beast beside my pack and began to ding into the snow for a place for my camp to rest with out wind. After I set my hut up I climbed inside with the bird, just as the wind got coarse and rough; the very wind I predicted was starting. Inside the wind was heard loudly. I needed to rest for I would wake up at twelve o�clock in the morning and begin my sailing so that I would reach Hiopenk Island by five o�clock in the evening.
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