Uhane was bored. And it was never a good thing when Uhane was bored. The Hawaiian crow looked around her large territory, listening to the strange flightless birds that walked on the other side of the strange, cold, glinting barrier. She liked watching them, as much as they liked watching her and her mate. Today though? She was bored. The crow crouched briefly, eyes scanning everything, looking for something to do, her wings adjusting and shifting. Maybe some fo...
