Chimera Fields cuffed the wrong one [BWP]

She finally took a step back, and Redshank felt like he had something of a win there. He eased off his attempt at "intimidation", falling back into a sit as if in victory, though really it was because another wave of nausea threatened to cause him to puke his guts out all over the stranger. His vision still spun, but it seemed like he was slowly gaining control of his mind again, painfully slow as it was.

He gritted his teeth at her comment, half insulted, half frustrated that his brain wasn't cooperating enough to explain that no, these weren't birds, you idiot. At least, no bird he had ever seen before. "No, fuckin'..." he began, shaking his head, before he paused, following her suspicious gaze to his neck. He couldn't exactly see what she was staring at but he was suddenly keenly aware of the tightening pressure around his throat.

He let out a strangled yelp, flying to his feet and backing up several paces. "What the fuck? W-what is this?"