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		<title>Acinonyx2: Created page with &#039;We broke for food shortly thereafter. Blaze was off to find a place that would get him good quality meat without his needing to sneak into a pasture somewhere, Dave was off to hi…&#039;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;#039;We broke for food shortly thereafter. Blaze was off to find a place that would get him good quality meat without his needing to sneak into a pasture somewhere, Dave was off to hi…&amp;#039;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;We broke for food shortly thereafter. Blaze was off to find a place that would get him good quality meat without his needing to sneak into a pasture somewhere, Dave was off to his own home, Icestar was off to who knows where. Tobias was on his way to his kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you want anything, Nikki?&amp;quot; He asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nah, I&amp;#039;m good,&amp;quot; I lied. I was starving, but I doubted he had what I was hungriest for.&lt;br /&gt;
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He shrugged and walked out his bedroom door, leaving me alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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I uncrossed my legs and walked over to the window. I looked down and tilted my head. Perhaps my hunger could induce a change. Then it wouldn&amp;#039;t be as odd if I went for my favorite meal.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Come on, raven. You need food. Food or death ... food or death ...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I could feel my bones grinding and rearranging as my heart rate sped up. Sweat poured down my face as I gritted my quickly melting teeth to distract from the pain. Feathers sprouted all over my body, a painful molt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I heard footsteps outside the door. I had to speed it up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You need food ... You&amp;#039;re going to die without food. Big Scary predator behind the door. Food!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That was enough to push me to my raven morph. I shot out the window ...&lt;br /&gt;
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And fell in a crumpled, panting heap on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;
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I painfully flipped over and stretched out my wings. Not broken. That was good. My back ached, however and my foot was curled under. I picked at it for a moment. Only a sprain, at least that&amp;#039;s what I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;
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I lifted off again and flapped over the road. I stared down at the ground, hoping for signs of something I had seen a couple of days ago. Hopefully the road crews hadn&amp;#039;t gotten to it. If so, I would have to travel to the dump and have to fight with other birds over what was originally my find.&lt;br /&gt;
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I circled around, past the nice suburban street and headed to a slightly wooded area. There it was. That wonderful, large deer that someone had sacrificed, just for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I flared my wings and landed on the deer. It had, oddly enough, not been torn into by other animals.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;This isn&amp;#039;t a good sign,&amp;quot; my human mind said to my raven mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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I ignored it. What did the human mind know about scavenging?&lt;br /&gt;
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I picked at the deer and tried to pull back the skin. Too tough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; I asked myself. &amp;quot;All I want is the heart. Maybe the liver.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I sighed and resigned myself to pecking at the eye and tongue. Something was a little off about them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I told you so,&amp;quot; the human mind said.&lt;br /&gt;
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I ignored it and continued to eat. It was only off because of how long it had been. I chastised myself for my earlier complaint. I should be thankful that these highly nutritious parts were left. Normally, after this amount of time, someone else would have -&lt;br /&gt;
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WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;
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I was knocked off of the deer with a sudden force. I looked up to see a flash of brown wings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Tobias? Is that you? That&amp;#039;s not funny!&amp;quot; I cawed.&lt;br /&gt;
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The assailant wheeled around and dove at me again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not Tobias. It was a Golden Eagle. Death from above.&lt;br /&gt;
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I scrambled to my feet to try and fly away. How stupid! I wasn&amp;#039;t even watching my back like I should have been.&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt something grab my claws and whip me around. It had me. I twisted around and pecked at the feet in vain. Something about this eagle made me think it didn&amp;#039;t know the proper kill technique. I might have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;
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I drilled my beak into the eagle&amp;#039;s thigh bone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;SKREEE!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was dropped quickly. I whipped around and began to fly, as fast as I could, back to Tobias&amp;#039; house. I could only hope that the eagle would go back to its meal. I turned my head back to look. No eagle.&lt;br /&gt;
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I slowed down my flight. I couldn&amp;#039;t waste too much energy escaping him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I knew I shouldn&amp;#039;t have been so foolish as to think it was over. A black shadow grew over me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I looked up to see the eagle in a nose dive. A cruel grin in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yeah, you&amp;#039;re a morph,&amp;quot; I whispered. A Golden Eagle wouldn&amp;#039;t keep pursuing, not if there was a whole deer back there.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my other eye, I could see a large, spotted cat in the field below. Blaze!&lt;br /&gt;
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I knew he was stalking a pronghorn or something, but I needed help.&lt;br /&gt;
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I twisted from the eagle and let myself plummet to the earth. If I could at least get the eagle to see the giant cat, then maybe I could get him away from me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt my eyes water as I plummeted down. It was taking too long.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was perhaps four feet above Blaze when I felt the talons in my back. i let out a croak of pain and flapped vainly to get away. I watched with blurring vision as Blaze&amp;#039;s head perked up and turned to me. I tried to let out a call for help, but all I could do was let out a raspy caw.&lt;br /&gt;
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As my vision turned to red, I thought one thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;This is the only thing good about the human form. No golden eagles.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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