Pyrithian Moon Hawk
October 19, 2112
Octavio Briswald’s field notes
Although I am not one to choose favorites, this week’s most exciting encounter was undeniably our communion with that fabled paragon of stealthiness, the Pyrithian moon hawk. So exceptional was this animal that I am unable to discuss it in prose, and must resort to poetry:
Scream loud, Pyrithian moon hawk!
With squamous feathers a-gleam;
Cactus dwelling,
Sonar repelling,
You soar the skies, unseen.
Shriek high, Pyrithian moon hawk!
Though bats may try to hide,
They’re unprotected
You’re undetected
As through the night you glide.
Screech fierce, Pyrithian moon hawk!
With eyes like limpid pools,
Your heart is cold
Your movements bold;
You play your prey for fools
Leonard Fitzmurdle’s personal log
Briswald requested I contribute some poetry to his notes on the Pyrithian moon hawk. This is not my specialty, but I did create a pair of haikus that I was quite pleased with:
Faceted feathers
Make them invisible to
Echolocation.
Since sonar is bat’s
Main defense, this is quite a
Smart adaptation.
Other mentions: Dr. Phlox used a faux hawk to scare a bat, unsuccessfully (ENT).
