By the time Talon was over five months old and nearly the size of his mother, he had lost all of his down. His feathery coat was brown and Matica thought he looked just beautiful, but her father thought the opposite. For him, he had grown to be an ugly bird since he lost the down and had conse-quently ended up looking like Tamo’s half-boiled neck.
Matica felt the tension between them, but she never said a word about it. Sometimes it was really amusing to see them together and how they tried to avoid each other. Crayn would look at Matica then would turn up his nose and leave. Talon tried to be polite and nice to him but didn’t have much success. Even so, Talon would never give up.
The relationship between Crayn and Talon then became quite strange. Crayn just tolerated him and kept out of his way, only it was difficult to do so because they all lived together in one small house and Talon loved to be inside. Crayn couldn’t wait until Talon could fly and would finally stay away. Well, that was his hope, but Talon had a different idea.
Matica felt the tension between them, but she never said a word about it. Sometimes it was really amusing to see them together and how they tried to avoid each other. Crayn would look at Matica then would turn up his nose and leave. Talon tried to be polite and nice to him but didn’t have much success. Even so, Talon would never give up.
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