I perch on my branch watching llamas roam free in fields of blue grass before they were bred as guard animals to protect sheep from predators like wolves that roamed after dark when humans first started domesticating them thousands of years ago. My feathers rustle with every snap of a twig and I see the fierce eyes of these ancient guardians, their thick coats protecting them against harsh weather conditions in colder climates where snow falls later than it does here now. In modern times llamas still serve as guard animals but also help people on farms by carrying heavy loads up steep hills that would be difficult for humans to climb with packs on our backs too we can fly over obstacles and reach places quickly when needed. I wonder what other tasks these intelligent creatures could perform if given the chance like helping in search and rescue missions or providing therapy services to those who need comfort from their calm presence.
Purpose only serves as chains for the weak-minded.