Not everyone is seen by the eagle.
The Native people believe the eagle does not fly to hunt — it flies to remember.
It doesn’t look down to rule, but to search for souls that have lost their way.
There is an old legend that says:
When someone dies in loneliness, the words left unspoken turn into feathers.
And only the eagle — with eyes carrying the memory of the sky — can gather those words and carry them to the sacred realm.
Each circle it makes in the air is a song.
Each dive into the wind is a soul being guided home.
They call it by a name only spoken when one looks up:
“Takoda” — The One Who Carries What Cannot Be Said.
