Shadow Mountain

As the evening sun settled behind the Rocky Mountains,a cool breeze licked at the faces of the two young boys whosat on the front porch steps, whittling. Raven Morgan, theelder, a nine-year-old, looked at his brothers notched andcrooked piece of wood. You are doing a fine job, Hawk.What is it going to be?Seemingly offended, but only for a moment, Hawk gavea sideways glance and answered, Smart as you are, Raven,and you cant tell?Amused at his seven-year-old brother, who sometimesseemed older than his age, Raven smiled. Well, I have anidea what it is, but if you tell me, then Ill know if Imright.