Buckbeak's Daring Day 86. Daring

The wind was blowing most foul, lightning was flashing through
the sky. Freezing rain pelted the ground thumping like wild
crazy drums. Gargantuan trees were ripped from the ground by
their roots groaning tossed about like weightless feathers.

Buckbeak and some siblings were clinging to the edge of
the nest, barely able to hold on in the fierce
storm. They were yearlings now, on their own, and this
storm was testing them cruelly. Suddenly, in a fit of
daring, Buckbeak leaped into the sky, braving the severe storm.
Swirling, diving, nearly crashing, careening - the daring paid off.