The next morning, Lin Yang got up early as usual, took off the falcon's hood, and stepped out of the house, squatting from the dim dawn until the sun rose high in the sky.
As affinity gradually increased, Little White's cautious behavior towards people shortened each morning. After a hearty meal, the falcon's performance was even more impressive the next day, no longer staring blankly at people.
Starting the live stream, Lin Yang, as usual, chatted with his brothers for a while before taking out the prepared food from the house.
"Little White was very eager to eat yesterday, and even began to respond to the whistle. Today, we are going to proceed to the next step of training, everyone watch closely."
After greeting everyone, Lin Yang placed Little White on a pine post standing outside the door. The post was about one meter three in height and as thick as the mouth of a bowl, just the right size for Little White to perch on comfortably.
"What's the next step, host?"
