wild-duckling

Updated: May 5, 2025

Also, he could see the size of the beast now, and that was worse than bad some ten inches to a foot worse. The beast held a wild-duckling in its jaws, and the little body, with its stuck-out webbed feet, flapped and flopped dismally from side to side, as the animal cantered along with a somewhat shuffling, undulating gait. And then the polecat became transfixed. He had recognized the new-comer.

F. St. Mars - The Way of the Wild