Buy Me a CoffeeThe large galactic laughed when the human told them about an eagle that was their best friend. A bird? A fluffy thing with no brains?
Then the person opened the carrier of the napping bird. It was a Harpy Eagle.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/uK2eh7GOXz4 -- The New Guy
[AN: I am doing zero research into whether Harpy Eagles can be trained like falcons]
Horg was always amused by Humans and their pets. The dinky little Deathworlders had a knack for taming just about anything that could injure or eat them or both. So very many of them were so tiny and cute, just like the Humans. A very few were -at least to Horg- appreciatively large. Horg smiled in anticipatory appreciation, not caring that their fangs would show.
Human Kem had a large carrier. Well. Large for a Human. He occasionally checked through an air hole or two or made low, comforting noises to whatever was inside.
"Little Hu-man Kem," Horg bent down to match eye-heights. "You have little Tear-ran pet? What is in box?"
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