"Dance?" Raven looked at Max straight across and eye to eye. They were similarly tall though I had never considered just how tall Raven was. Answering the kahuna Raven stretched his wings out from his shoulder blades and bobbed his head calling to me to join him. The laugh lines drew into his face as I stepped to clutch his wing-tip. Silver feathers glowed as I held them and within moments the silver changed to fingers long and strong the color of red cedar smoothed to polish. Swirling and bobbing we did his Raven Dance circling and bending my knees I followed him imitating his movements laughing as I lost myself to the dance and the clapping from the edges.
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