It seems that some well-meaning guests have
released the hawks and falcons from the mews. It's taken a while for the birds to filter back into the Keep proper from the forest, but they're now here in force and on the hunt.
Don't be surprised if you find the bloodied carcass of a pigeon underfoot, or are woken at dawn by a scuffle between hawks and those pesky crows. They make a racket.