So I heard the crows calling...

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When I heard the crows, my instincts were to run outside towards the sound.  It was all quiet when I reached the end of my street, but I watched a large group of crows in 2 trees.  One of them looked unwell and the jet black bird  beside him looked sympathetic to the friend.  He appeared to be chewing on something , then lifted his head & waved a feather ... How unusual I thought..  The feather was dropped and they both watched it spiral to the ground...
​Then in an adjacent tree  yet another Crow tossed a feather around in front of a group of crow spectators.
What did this mean, I pondered?

The search for LittleEagle continues...   Happy thoughts to all ... TerryV