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[the_kings_eyes]

[A massive hawk has taken up roost on the roof of the mess hall. It seems restless, and its eyes are in ur threads, watching what ur doing. After a short time, it begins to preen, huge beak working feathers back into their proper places.

And not long after that, the boredom reigns surpreme, and it flaps down to the ground to wander about camp.]