In the shadow of the trees on the far side of the clearing something was moving. It was gliding very slowly Northward. At a first glance you might have mistaken it for smoke， for it was grey and you could see things through it. But the deathly smell was not the smell of smoke. Also， this thing kept its shape instead of billowing and curling as smoke would have done. It was roughly the shape of a man but it had the head of a bird； some bird of prey with a cruel， curved beak. It had four arms which it held high above its head， stretching them out Northward as if it wanted to snatch all Narnia in its grip； and its fingers.all twenty of them.were curved like its beak and had long， pointed， bird. like claws instead of nails. It floated on the grass instead of walking， and the grass seemed to wither beneath it.
After one look at it Puzzle gave a screaming bray and darted into the Tower. And Jill （who was no coward， as you know） hid her face in her hands to shut out the sight of it. The others watched it for perhaps a minute， until it streamed away into the thicker trees on their right and disappeared. Then the sun came out again， and the birds once more began to sing.