[It was all she could have done to not lose any limbs to the terrorbird, honestly. She was hunched over the thing, spitefully yanking feathers out of it by the fistful. Cracking them under her hands made them useless, but as the thing seized and writhed from its lethal dose of poison from biting this strange woman it could put up no further fight.
Mae's hackles raised at the sound of another voice, and she glared, tensing up to run. Oh-- a rabbit. Mae wiped at the blood running down her head from the gash hidden in her thick hair, wary.]
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Mae's hackles raised at the sound of another voice, and she glared, tensing up to run. Oh-- a rabbit. Mae wiped at the blood running down her head from the gash hidden in her thick hair, wary.]
It stepped on me.