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‘At night, moreporks call to one another - a haunting cry that is now but rarely heard.’
‘Their calls now join the soft cries of moreporks, native forest owls that have found their own ways un-assisted onto the island's roster of breeding birds.’
‘Now, as the pre-dawn chill crunches in, the morepork is calling, getting next door's rooster going.’
‘‘I was the first to see a morepork, no more than two arms length away,’ said Roger with real excitement in his voice.’