The young boy's eyes widened as he watched the Divine Weapon of Kuluka descend from the heavens. Then, all his attention was caught by the small creature cradled in his hands.
It was indeed an eaglet. It had an innocent, pure gaze, a short beak that was pinkish and pale, soft white juvenile feathers, and slightly brownish wings. This lord of the sky, which could live for only thirty years, was in its most tender infant stage.
"My lord, this eaglet doesn't even have its initial feathers yet, it's at most three months old," Kuluka said with a grin, handing the eaglet over to the boy.
Xiulote instinctively reached out and gently took the tiny eaglet that was only the size of a palm. The little creature looked at the boy with pure black eyes, then rubbed its small head against the boy's palm, soft as a cotton ball. Afterward, it let out a few weak cries and lay powerless in the boy's hand.