"I demand the right to defend my land to the death. I will not fight back but you will have to kill me to get it" - from The Castle of the Solitary Cuckoo, Author Unknown
With that declaration she floated up to the rooftop and looked down on the interlopers... omkalima one omkalima two omkalima three... the local pack of coyotes emerges from the shadows of juniper and hi-desert willow... they surround the men, heads low, teeth bared... the woman throws her head back and howls...