Jane lifted a light brow toward her hairline and smirked. "You want me to climb the tree and capture the bird?"
Cynthia smiled. "I do. Kerry seems to think that you deserve to take out the bird and wants the warlock to see you do it."
Jane leaned against the railing of the porch and smiled up at the tree where the lyrebird watched. "I'm down for that. What's the plan?"
Cynthia lifted a satchel and shook it. "I have everything to perform our spell, and once the bird is focused on us, you'll climb the tree and use this knapsack to capture it."
Jane took the empty knapsack and looped the strap around her wrist.
"Do we think this is going to work?" Jane asked. "As badly as I hate to admit it, I think the bird is smarter than we think."
Cynthia shrugged. "It's worth a shot," she
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