From my desk I could see these two on high alert for movement on the ground. They seemed to have divided the territory.
One scored before the other and got the worm. It had the better territory, as the ground was more cleared that side.
Its mate still kept watch on its own side, but with somewhat ruffled feathers…
On a new branch, the loser seemed to be rethinking that allotted territory… ‘Should I turn around and compete for it?’
Yes. And what’s more it appeared to be even more determinedly alert and ready to dive. I wished it luck!