Whenever one of the white birds with the long necks and long
legs left the water they would perch on a nearby branch and swallowed whole
whatever fish they had caught. When they were full, they would spread their black-banded
wings and stretch themselves up as tall as possible, pointing their long,
yellow beaks towards the sky. Once the sun and habitually-warm breeze had dried
their feathers, they would return to their nests to feed their eternally-hungry
chicks. The baby birds were protected by their speckled camouflage and a
vigilant parent who always remained behind while the other was feeding.
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