Foraging In the Jungle 
Ash 27th, 122nd Year, A.o.S.
Kay found some small relief in knowing that they weren't completely outmatched, and quite honestly, she certainly didn't have the guts to commit such an act against nature. Some might consider her soft for that but Kayleigh had never hunted animals, not when she hardly had reason to before leaving her home at least. It was undoubtedly a risky situation and one that Imogen likely didn't wish to deal with, but for the safety of everyone back at camp, Kay felt confident that dispatching the feathered beast was best. At this rate anyhow.
The bookworm did her best to try and come up with a plan of her own, uncertain where she'd be helpful to the cause, other than perhaps luring the massive condor in closer somehow. That thought terrified her greatly though, since the idea of getting pecked at by a massive beak wasn't appealing at all. That or those talons would probably rake at her, which also didn't cater to the imagination at all when Kayleigh thought about it. And then, the vacancy in Imogen's eyes seemed alight with an idea.
"You've thought of something?" Sure enough she did. And the deliverance of it fell with immediate bad news from the get-go. "I- what?!" That was when she realized Imogen had looked a little funny just now, her head tilted and eyes completely out of alignment. Was that normally something the Orkhan did? It would've undoubtedly set Kay's nerves into a jitter, that is, if her heart wasn't already pounding from the sudden development of this plan unfolding between them.
"Seriously!?" The bookworm remarked at the last bit of insight, baffled by the tip of ducking as that seemed a rather easy thing to deduce. But when the woman smiled and shrank into her very clothes, Kayleigh had to remind herself to breathe the moment she realized she was alone. Well. Appeared alone anyway. Her eyes moved from the pile of clothes toward the soaring condor, the feathered beast making a steady change in the flight pattern, and flying in closer to the nest now that only Kay remained visible. "Bloody mages..." She muttered before turning to run, seeing that there was only one real place to run to of course.
The bookworm made a break for the large egg within the nest, desperate to close the distance between it and her so that she might seek shelter from the condor. Well, not that she would find shelter with it, but something told her hiding close to it would suffice. If the feathered fiend above were ready to raze the nest apart for her, then so be it, Kayleigh would see to it that the egg remained her only defense until otherwise. The beat of wings unleashed softer gusts compared to before, marking the approach of the condor as Kayleigh about ran straight into the large shell.
Oh please, she beckoned to whatever powers out there might hear her thoughts, let this work! As she pressed her back into the egg, Kayleigh squinted her eyes and used a hand to shield them from the wind. She waited as the Condor almost landed, until Imogen might strike the moment the Ork had found her opening.
The bookworm did her best to try and come up with a plan of her own, uncertain where she'd be helpful to the cause, other than perhaps luring the massive condor in closer somehow. That thought terrified her greatly though, since the idea of getting pecked at by a massive beak wasn't appealing at all. That or those talons would probably rake at her, which also didn't cater to the imagination at all when Kayleigh thought about it. And then, the vacancy in Imogen's eyes seemed alight with an idea.
"You've thought of something?" Sure enough she did. And the deliverance of it fell with immediate bad news from the get-go. "I- what?!" That was when she realized Imogen had looked a little funny just now, her head tilted and eyes completely out of alignment. Was that normally something the Orkhan did? It would've undoubtedly set Kay's nerves into a jitter, that is, if her heart wasn't already pounding from the sudden development of this plan unfolding between them.
"Seriously!?" The bookworm remarked at the last bit of insight, baffled by the tip of ducking as that seemed a rather easy thing to deduce. But when the woman smiled and shrank into her very clothes, Kayleigh had to remind herself to breathe the moment she realized she was alone. Well. Appeared alone anyway. Her eyes moved from the pile of clothes toward the soaring condor, the feathered beast making a steady change in the flight pattern, and flying in closer to the nest now that only Kay remained visible. "Bloody mages..." She muttered before turning to run, seeing that there was only one real place to run to of course.
The bookworm made a break for the large egg within the nest, desperate to close the distance between it and her so that she might seek shelter from the condor. Well, not that she would find shelter with it, but something told her hiding close to it would suffice. If the feathered fiend above were ready to raze the nest apart for her, then so be it, Kayleigh would see to it that the egg remained her only defense until otherwise. The beat of wings unleashed softer gusts compared to before, marking the approach of the condor as Kayleigh about ran straight into the large shell.
Oh please, she beckoned to whatever powers out there might hear her thoughts, let this work! As she pressed her back into the egg, Kayleigh squinted her eyes and used a hand to shield them from the wind. She waited as the Condor almost landed, until Imogen might strike the moment the Ork had found her opening.
"Dialogue" Thought
"Common" "Kathalan"
"Common" "Kathalan"
"Keep your hopes up high, and your head down low."
