Friday (3 June), on a campus.
Baobeir met face to face with a bird of pray. It swooped on a lawn in the central, always crowded, part of the campus. For a minute they were exchanging looks. The bird held a squirrel in its claws and was looking at Sergei as if it was going to abandon its pray and attack a human. Baobeir reached for a phone and tried to make a photo, but an extra step towards the bird scared it, so the predator left, carrying the squirrel away. The bird must be a hawk. Now Sergei wonders if the bird came already holding the squirrel, or the hawk had just caught the squirrel a second before Sergei noticed its arrival. The pray did not move, but that could happen because of a shock, I think.
Sergei was astonished by the malice and intellect in an animal look. And how bold the bird was appearing right in the middle of a human crowd.