Hungry bird is heedless. Hawk has sighted prey. Hawk intent on hunting hurtles down the sky. Hawk is screaming harshly. Hound leaps up to snap.
Ptarmigan sinks trustful, tired in Housewife's lap.
Nothing unusual occurred on this trip until he came into the kitchen of the woman who lived there, whom he found sitting not far from an open window. Suddenly he saw a ptarmigan fly through the window and land in the woman's lap, while a hawk screamed outside. When they came she commanded them to walk through a fire. The birds knew she was Queen of Heaven and tremendously powerful, so they didn't dare disobey her orders. Afterward the feet of all the birds were featherless and scorched to the skin and have been that way ever since.