Moonspear right there out on the deck

The mix of nerves and hunger clearly hadn't been the best. Europia's eyes fluttered open, thinking that she should have risked that funky carcass before coming to the mountain.

When she came to, the first thing she heard was arguing. It all sort of meshed together in her temporarily dazed state, but Haedwig's familiar voice stood out. If she wasn't so confused she probably would have shot up already - angry Haedwig was always something to look out for. Fun to watch, but if you were the target.. well, she had earned her nickname for a reason.

In this case however, Europia felt sure that she wasn't the source of the witch's anger.