Still he held on--and in a moment both bird and beast fell back with a thud.
Oohoomisew tried again.

This time he was more successful, and he rose fully six feet into the air with Baree.

They fell again.

A third time the old outlaw fought to wing himself free of Baree's grip; and then, exhausted, he lay with his giant wings outspread, hissing and cracking his bill.
Under those wings Baree's mind worked with the swift instincts of the killer.

Suddenly he changed his hold, burying his fangs into the under part of Oohoomisew's body.