The Eagle wasn’t always the Eagle.
The Eagle, before he became the Eagle, was Yucatangee, the Talker.
Yucatangee talked and talked.
It talked so much it heard only itself.
Not the river, not the wind, not even the Wolf.
The Raven came and said, “The Wolf is hungry. If you stop talking, you’ll hear him. The wind too. And when you hear the wind, you’ll fly.”
So he stopped talking.
And became its nature, the Eagle.
The Eagle soared, and its flight said all it needed to say.
– Marilyn Whirlwind (Northern Exposure)