One day after walking up from the beach to the tundra, my friend and I put our berry buckets down and started picking berries. We had picked a long time, and I noticed I had wandered away from all the other people. Since my bucket was half full and I was getting tired because it was kind of hot out, I sat down near the beach and slowly picked berries.

I was looking straight across from me when I saw two Ravens hopping around and picking at berries on the tundra. While they were hopping around they made croaking noises and continued picking at the berries with their beak. I watched them for a long, time and my bucket wasn't getting very full because I wasn't paying any attention to the berries. I just sat on the tundra and enjoyed the cool breeze as I watched the Ravens. When I heard them call I stood up to watch them chasing each other in the air. As they were coming my way, I stood still, and when they passed me Iscared them and they flew back to where they were.

When we were getting ready to leave for home, they watched us get in the boat. When we left, I saw one of them sitting on a high tree in its nest. Maybe she had been waiting for us to leave.