when so many have died
"Well," Noah started, looking out over the fields. The breeze gently moved the grasses that weren't charred from the fire rained down by the Sparkbird (though, Noah did not know why that was why everything was burned. He didn't want to ask yet, either.) "From what I read, and what Deimos told me, is that turkeys are just as dumb as ningos." The Halovian flashed the grounder a toothy grin at his own comment. "Turkeys can't really fly for long distances, mostly just enough to get up to a roosting spot. Ningos, too. They forget quickly, so it would be easy to wait them out and settle down again." All while he was talking, he kept moving forward, eyes dancing across the ground at the mud that so easily held the tracks from where the birds were before.
wait for it