From Chicken Hawke to the Red-Tailed Hawke, we will stand together as birds of prey. Sail the thermals as we rule the skies in search for tasty land dwellers who cringe in fear whenever they hear our valiant call to er…dinner. Be sure to preen your feathers, sharpen your beak, then clean the blood and bits of gore from your talons, because you never know who you're going to meet in Hawke’s Flock. And whatever you do, don’t, I repeat don’t eat your young. It’s unseemly |
Herd leaders
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