The seagull was very hungry. He was soaring above the fishing village with his legs hanging down, his wings perfectly still, his head turned to one side and his sharp little eyes blinking. Above him and a little to the right, a large white flock of seagulls was cackling and diving about furiously. He alone was sailing on his own, very near the ground and perfectly silent. He saw something that he didn’t want the other seagulls to see until he should get an opportunity of securing it for himself.
KeywordsFemale Bird Fishing Village Male Bird Sharp Knife White Scale
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