Westy Martin in the Rockies

The bird had fallen in such a position that it lay out on the very edge of the hollow, thus making Artie's descent less precarious.

Westy helped him over until Artie's feet pointed directly to the center. Letting himself slowly down, he landed finally with a thump, safe and sound. Taking a cautious view of his present situation, he thought it looked like a box seat in a theater, the precipice forming a protective roof overhead. One of even medium stature could not stand upright in this haven of rock, so sequestered from all the world.