Silva is now in the last stage of moulting, so she is hostile and nervous. She does not want to communicate with anyone.
Silva is not afraid of Iva. She was just trying to jump away from me so that I would not suddenly drag her out into the street. Iva, for the first time, became so puffed up and flamboyant. She never had such a reaction to Yoll and other animals, but she immediately recognised the dangerousness of the hawk and began to try to scare her off. But she never did a threat display. I don’t know who Iva should be shown to so she would spread her wings, or whether hawk-owls do this at all. Well, they definitely do it in the rain!