Its wings seemed to have a problem; they couldn't sustain long flights.
Chen Zhi remembered a pigeon raised by an old man next door when he was little. To prevent the pigeon from flying away and help it become familiar with its new home, the old man would clip its wings so it wouldn't fly too high or too far.
Perhaps the eagle's wings had been clipped, too.
That was it, was she really going to live on the island with a dangerous eagle for ten days?
Chen Zhi couldn't think of a way to deal with the eagle and could only take one step at a time.
The small island was beautiful at night, but it was terrifying if you were the only person there.
Chen Zhi didn't appreciate the night view and went to sleep early instead.
The next day, she got up early, ready to compete for food at noon.
Maybe the eagle didn't like cured sausages, or maybe its reaction was slow. If she moved fast enough, she should be able to snatch back the food.
