Wandering Among The Trees

[Slåtew]

"Work?" Slåtew asked in that same annoying tone, watching her throw the shard away. The slight stench of blood reached his small nostrils, telling him she either injured herself further or it worked. But, judging by how 'intelligent' this girl seemed, it would most probably have worked for her. He blinked, his wings twitching. The branch creaked again, though he didn't care. The small thing was holding the weight of at least one or one and a half grown men, so it was bound to creak and crack. If it did fall, he would just fly away. Then again, the branch would probably fall on top of the half immobile girl below. Using the trunk as support, he jumped onto a branch on he other side of the tree, hoping this one would hold his weight for now. He couldn't see the form below that well now, but oh well. What to do now? What to do? Well, what to do after he found if the girl had successfully gotten the rock out. Fly away? Just sit here? What? Be bored, that's what. He had come out to do something with his time, but after coming out, he had found this much more difficult. There was nothing to do, at all. Usually, you would think of a creature like him swooping down a carrying off campers (but before blowing out their fires just for safety ) and disappearing into the night. Btu what about the peaceful monsters? Nothing.

[Zytalia]

Mmm hmm. It worked.

She told Slatew up above. The blood continued to rush. She cursed a bit, then ripped some of her cloak to form a crude bandage. She wrapped it around her leg then tied it tight. Then, she looked about her for a tree brance. A sturdy one that might be able to hold her weight. She could probably fashion a crutch so she could move around better. She found one nearby and reached for it. Her fingertips scraped against the bark. She wiggled closer and she grabbed it. She took out a long dagger out of its sheath and cleared the small twigs off of it. After that she sheathed the dagger and stood up, using the tree for support. She took the forked branch and tried walking. Much better. She hobbled about, always straying close to trees in case she were to lose her balance for any reason.

[Slåtew]

Slåtew watched her with large red eyes as she slowly got up and 'walked' around. So, his job was done, if it ever started. He crouched there for a moment, thinking. He clicked his beak, and spread his large wings. Now, more bat-like than owl, he flew. Flapping he rode the air to the top of a neighboring tree. The almost fragile branches as the top swayed precariously as he landed, still looking down at the forest floor. Everything was a blur of black and gray shapes. To a human. But to him, everything was sharp and clear. He sub-species had very well developed eyes, making for the loss of smell. His hearing was good as well, but his vision was what he relied on the most. His folded his wings against his again, but didn't take the time to crouch or hide himself. Humans wouldn't be able to make him out at this time of night, even if he held a sign that said 'Look here.' Yet, that would be very humorous.

He watched the small shadow that was Zytalia. She seemed so small now, or maybe she was. Whatever the case, Slåtew didn't care.

OOC: Gah, again, I can't think. I can't believe myself.

[Zytalia]

(( occ// Should I reply or something? You sorta summed everything up and "closed" the discussion. ))

[Slåtew]

OOC: Well, I'm at a dead loss at what to type. But if you can come up with something, you can reply. If you don't, I don't care that much.