blue duck
hymenolaimus malacorhynchos latin

Blue Duck knew his father could only be a few miles ahead.

Blue Duck had not so much as looked at her, but she felt something was about to happen.

Blue Duck did not want his father to die before they found him.

Blue Duck did not like being sent home with the horses.

Blue Duck was the only man of the bunch who seemed to take no interest in her.

Blue Duck had scared the talk completely out of her.

Blue Duck knew they had killed a ranger the morning before.

Blue Duck was still breathing hard from the effort it had taken to kill his father.

Blue Duck had not expected such a terrible judgment to fall on him so quickly.

Blue Duck knew that when a chief was old and had lost his power he could expect little help from the young warriors.

Blue Duck showed them no mercy, where speed was concerned.

Blue Duck looked him in the eye for a moment, and with a light movement swung back on his horse.

In all these years he himself had never actually seen Blue Duck.

Blue Duck saw that the situation was against him.

At first Blue Duck could not believe his father meant what he was saying.

Blue Duck hobbled the horses, then came and looked down at her.

A few brought him new stories of Blue Duck's bad behaviour, mostly with women.

Blue Duck was sitting alone, eating the dog meat the women had cooked.

Blue Duck tried to push the lance through, or else pull it out, but could do neither.

Yet an hour later he lost his horses to Blue Duck.

Blue Duck drank and then motioned for her to mount again.

Blue Duck limped on down and finally reached the floor of the canyon.

Once he had become a rich man, Blue Duck began to think of killing his father.

So he sat down by Blue Duck and accepted some of the dog.

The three things taken together were to him powerful evidence that they had followed Blue Duck far enough.

ARKive: Images and movies of the Blue Duck (Hymenolaimus malacorhynchos)

The Blue Duck (Hymenolaimus malacorhynchos) is a species of duck, endemic to New Zealand.