Hm, what was that sound?
*he sees a crow swooping down for prey, which normally wouldn't bug him, yet this was an odd feeling.*
Ah, go on, shoo. Get out of here!
*he stomped over, shooing the bird off*
A- ah...
I.. Janna.. My other wing.. My.. My leg.. I.. I cannot get up..
The.. The bird.. It is coming! I... I-