The Badge Under the Nest — High on the cliff ledge, Tavi rubbed a cedar chip with one wing tip. Read the full story →
High on the cliff ledge, Tavi rubbed a cedar chip with one wing tip. He wanted to make a wind badge before sunset, but all he had were dry grass, bent twigs, and one very sticky pine drop. The sea below went hush-hush, and the old nest creaked. “I need one bright piece,” Tavi said.
He stepped out to the cracked stones where cold mist tickled his feet. A pebble slipped—click!—and Tavi scraped one claw, but he kept tugging at a loose root under the nest. Out slid a flat shell, silver as moonlight, hidden where nobody looked. Back in his warm hollow, he pressed grass, twigs, and shell into a round badge with his own careful claws. Next time you see the sharp eye in the circle, can you spot the secret shine Tavi carried home?
