Though she liked to think she was fearless, in truth time was taking its toll on the resilience of her soul.
Tally dived the truk island pre- serves. As it was, she must have been blown out of the trailer, or had fallen.
However, her voice came clearly enough, ringing in their heads. She had taken the form of a merlin, a small falcon, that skimmed over a nearby ridge and landed neatly with a rapid flickering of wing feathers on a pointed rock.