It was July 6, 2026, around 6:30 p.m. The sun was settling low over Port Orchard, and the wildlife seemed to settle with it. A lone Bald Eagle perched at the top of a tall tree, looking out over the water with absolute ease — no rush, no concern, just quiet ownership of the evening. It watched the sun sink lower, the sky warming into gold, as the world around it slowed into the calm of the day’s end.