Rera the Steller's sea eagle gazed off into the distance, swaying on the ice floes.
The ice floes, which had landed to rest their wings in the dim, warm light, were being swept away by the slightest breeze.
Regardless of one's own will, the waves do as they please.
I have heard people say, "Birds are so free," but I have never thought of that.
Normally, they spend their days flying freely, searching for prey or a place to sleep as if they were competing with each other.
Because of her freedom, there are many things she has to do.
Lela was enjoying her inconvenience, thinking, "Sometimes it's good to be free and let things happen as they please.