... Verence being a king, was allowed a gyrfalcon, whatever the hell that was, any earls in the vicinity could fly a peregrine, and priests were allowed sparrowhawks. Commoners were just about allowed a stick to throw*.
Magrat found herself wondering what Nanny Ogg would be allowed – a small chicken on a spring probably.
There was no specific falcon for a witch but, as a queen, the Lancre rules of falconry allowed her to fly the wowhawk or
Lappet-faced Worrier. It was small and shortsighted and preferred to walk everywhere. It fainted at the sight of blood.
And about twenty wowhawks could kill a pigeon, if it was a sick pigeon. She’d spent an hour with one on her wrist. It had wheezed at her, and eventually it had dozed off upside down.
*If it wasn’t a big stick. (LL)
Magrat found herself wondering what Nanny Ogg would be allowed – a small chicken on a spring probably.
There was no specific falcon for a witch but, as a queen, the Lancre rules of falconry allowed her to fly the wowhawk or
Lappet-faced Worrier. It was small and shortsighted and preferred to walk everywhere. It fainted at the sight of blood.
And about twenty wowhawks could kill a pigeon, if it was a sick pigeon. She’d spent an hour with one on her wrist. It had wheezed at her, and eventually it had dozed off upside down.
*If it wasn’t a big stick. (LL)
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