dont stop till your heart goes numb - joining

[Was]

[b]If it's healing; it hurts ・°◉◭} ——— [size=10pt]info

She hadn't exactly set out to be in this messy environment but this is where her path has led her and so she'll just deal with it. The eagle swoops around the soggy lands; her bright sight getting a clear look of the area before she spreads her wings to her side for a landing. Was swoops in and lets the winds slow her until she lands on a light limb with hardly any stress from her weight or the clutch of her talons on the tree. She'll respect this habitat even if she doesn't enjoy it. She should feel blessed that she possesses the means not to have to touch that rotten, false ground too. Besides, if she hates it that means he will even more and perhaps he'll be dissuaded from entering if she's lucky enough. He'll be out of her feathers, even if it means trading his annoyances for this... stench.

Straightening up steadily after a short preen of her feathers, the proud bird is ready to see what she's in for creature wise here and so she moves to continue her flight. It takes a while longer and she's probably trespassing by now yet it seems necessary to find someone on solid land. Soon she's in the forest and sighs in relief. So it's not all that terrible, blessed be. Still, Was takes time to quell her nervous stomach at the thought of meeting new home-mates, but it's cut short by a sound nearby. Not speaking, the eagle moves into a defensive position with her burning gaze in the direction of the noise, her wings slightly raised, and her talons tensed ready to pounce should it be danger.