It was like this: a lot of pigeons pecking food.
And then the crow as the top jump, all the pigeons scattered, and one of the smallest did not have time.,.
And she let him beat his head with the beak and rip out the wings, and he poor beats as he can, trying to escape from the clutches.
I ran as soon as I could. The crow flew off.
No wonder I'm afraid of these birds!