When i was a boy me and my dad where always going to watch birds. Then i forgot the birds. One day we were setting fishing nets to have a food from the sea and we got a lot of fish. As usually we clean them, but something was different in comparison to summers when i was a kid. Seagulls just sat in the water there were no crys of joy, the sound that only Larus marinus can make was gone. it was almost like the whole summer was suddenly little bit darker. The seagulls where quite because of the primeval fear, in the top of the trees far away and near were sitting the king. King of the birds food chain, white tailed eagle. There was an order and a chain that could not be broken. Seagull is with all respect of its beatiful character , lowest link in that chain. Eagle is the king and often it is that larus cannot eat at the same time even. In sacandinavian mythology the corvus corax has special place it allways moves in pairs, ugin and munin, mind and a memory. What that means is that when table is set and accepted by crow then its ok for eagle to land.