The Quest for the object

(This is a new species but I kind of wrote a story about a pack of hawks instead of describing the hawks themselves xD)   The pack of hawks soared through the clear blue skies, their keen eyes scanning the land below for any sign of the monastery. As they neared their destination, they circled down towards the ground, landing gracefully on the roof of a nearby building. From there, they could see the monastery in the distance, nestled among the rugged mountain peaks.   The hawks gathered together, their feathers ruffling in the cool mountain air as they discussed their plan of action. They knew that the object they sought was said to have been passed down to a monk living at the monastery, but they had no idea where to start looking.   With a sense of determination, they took to the air once more, soaring towards the monastery. As they approached the building, they saw a group of monks gathered outside, their faces focused and their movements deliberate.   The hawks landed nearby, their talons clicking softly against the stone pavement as they approached the group of monks. They bowed their heads respectfully and asked if they could speak to the monk who had been entrusted with the object they were seeking.   The monks regarded the hawks with mild curiosity, but remained silent. Finally, one stepped forward and spoke in a soft, melodic voice.   "The object you seek is indeed here," the monk said. "But it is not something that can be handed over."   The hawks exchanged a glance, their eyes curious with excitement at the statement. They knew that this would not be an easy task, but they were determined to succeed.   "What can we do to obtain this object then?" one of them said.   The monk nodded and gestured towards the monastery, leading the hawks towards the inner chambers where a test awaited. The hawks walked with their heads held high, their wings folded tightly against their bodies as they focused on following the monk.   As they entered the chamber, they saw a pedestal in the center of the room, atop which rested the object of their quest. It glowed with a soft light, and the hawks felt their hearts swell with awe at the sight.   The monk with an ever so slight worried look in his eyes, pointed at the object and spoke.   "Beyond this realm it must be found. A task unknown, to make it unbound. Complete the task that lies ahead, to understand the objects dread"   They begin slowly walking towards the object, placing their wings upon it cold exterior. Suddenly they no longer stand in the monestary. They find themselves in a damp cavern, echoing with sounds and a faint light glowing in the distance...