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dice roll says bird flies away

Étoille makes the call easily, deciding between the two of them they can get rid of the bird. They are large individually, giving the bird challenger should he retaliate, but between the two of them there’s enough confidence he can’t take both of them. Thuringwethil nods her head once in understanding, shifting her weight to take a step forward. She isn’t aware they are on the same page, either, as far as plans. She doesn’t have the experience with bird to properly try and take it down—especially one as large and graceful as this—so simply scaring it into flying away temporarily is all they really need to do.

Thuringwethil steps to one side, zeroing in on the bird from two sizes may offer help, and she gives him one inviting swing of her nose before she launches, hopefully with him in tow. As they approach quickly, it isn’t long before the bird gives them his attention. His wings span out and he makes an unearthly sound from his beak, but ultimately chooses to take flight with a grace she’s never seen before. Slate eyes follow the ascension into the sky, slowing her gait as they take over the kill.

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