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FINDING A WAY

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PROLOGUE

 

St. Louis, the 1st., spread his bright crimson wings and caught an easterly puff of wind sufficient to carry him across the broad expanse of the Congaree River.

 

 

His chore this day was two fold.  First and foremost he needed to find a mate in a completely new area in order to keep the lines pure.  Secondly and perpetually he was looking for food. 

 

He was one handsome fellow, strong and vibrant.  He knew he needed to lead his kind into the next few generations as change was coming.  He wanted to find just the right mate to accompany him on his journey.

With the crossing accomplished he perched in the top of a mature holly tree, still showing the remains of the bright red seeds matching his own distinctive finery. 

"My name is St. Louis and I come from the east to visit your fine river bank in search of food and perhaps foolery.  But I am a gentleman and will not mislead!"

Human inhabitants would only have heard a high, clear, mostly slurred whistle "Woit woit woit chew chew chew chew chew!"  But then again humans were mostly slow and dim when it came to using God given talents long lost in some European cave.

"Pichew pichew tiw tiw tiw tiw tiw tiw"  The answer of Princess Cardinalis of the western shore.

"I am Princess Cardinalis and you seem to be a Princely southern gentleman, have you come to Court? I am amidst the lovely Camilla blooms and you must seek me out as you are but one of many to whistle this day!"

Both songbirds were, at a year and a half old, in their prime and weighed only an ounce and a half.  Both knew that the future depended upon their attraction to one another and so it was that St. Louis took up residency along the sand bar of the Congaree.  And for a number of years now Queen Cardinalis bore many offspring to sire future generations for years to come.