The Raven Diaries VIII
Two days later Sammy flew up into the trees. I saw him near the two wild fledgling. No one attacked him and the fledglings seemed to accept him out of curiosity more than anything else. I did not see Sammy most of the day. But at sundown he was back on the roof and came onto the porch. I gave him some food and water and he spent the night in the living room.
Slowly Sammy began to spend more and more time with the two other raven fledglings This was the time to learn how to use that very large beak of his. Above, Sammy and one of the fledglings are pulling and tearing at an old plastic tarp on top of the chicken coop.