spears and teeth

sah Thanks. Sah gave a quick shake, dislodging a feather that had fallen onto his back. Deimos' question sent a contemplative hum through the bond. I have no idea. There was only one way to find out, but did he dare risk it? Burning a hole through his stomach was not how he wanted to spend his day. The fyrhund's ear twitched as he heard the ruffle of feathers and disturbed wind behind him. Whipping around he lunged and chomped the gore crow as soon as it was within reach. It let out an enraged squawk at Sah's audacity, which was quickly cut off with another bite. Letting the crow fall to the ground, the Wild Thunder eyed the final few crows. Do you think they'll wise up and fly away eventually? Or will we be eating gore crow for a few days?