Sep 21, 2017
Willow trees had never been her favourite to perch on, but it seemed it would be worth the while.
Beady purple eyes skimming over her surroundings for any threats, they fixated themselves on a small object that flashed tantalisingly under the figure's robes. In fact- she noted to some delight- there seemed to be two.
She swooped soundlessly from her perch, three sets of talons snapping around the hilt of what revealed itself to be a dagger before she soared out of striking range, cawing triumphantly and admiring the gleam of her metal prize.
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