Hawk and Crows

Crows are mobbing a hawk, it is perched on a high branch, striving to ignore the sharp beaked onslaught, yet it cannot withstand for long, the onrushing claws and wings. The crows work as one together, they are relentless, the larger raptor lifts into the air seeking a less raucous space of sky, for a while the bold birds loudly chase. Glint-eyed corvids caw in rowdy triumph, then, as usual, they rattle the trees, as they squabble and taunt each other, just for the dark joy of it.