There’s a national park nearby, and it has to be the safest place to hide out so I can eat. As an eagle, they’ll find it impossible to trace my scent by foot. The scent I’ve been trying to hide my entire life. Ten minutes later, I’m standing at the base of a tall gum tree. After taking a cursory look around and seeing no predators or men in camo gear, I flash into my human form and, butt naked, fall to my knees. Tearing open the bag, I open up the cardboard box and find a mostly uneaten burger ready for me.
