eyes of death (open, peacock)

[FELIKS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Normally when cries for help emerged through the jungle, Feliks expected to see a fellow bit by a snake or an injured joiner running from a slave-like life. He had every right to ignore a cry that sounded like one of the dinos, they wouldn't be offended if he didn't show up to be their knight in shining armour, but some of them had melted his icy opinion on them recently. Of course he always had to be wary in case they bit back, some at least seemed to be integrating well into clan life despite their feral tendencies. Figuring he couldn't just abandon the call with this in mind, the gryphon practically sprinted towards the place where he heard the terrified cries, wide eyes blinking slowly once he saw what was happening.

Even if they're not normal kids, they're still dumb as them. It was the first thought that crossed his mind, content to watch the peacock shoo Adara off for a while before deciding to take action. Knowing now that it wasn't an emergency made him embarrassed that he'd shown an inch of worry in the first place, thankfully Feliks could be alone in that fluster though. "Hey!" he'd call out to the angry avian, rearing to make himself seem bigger than what he actually was. A shriek of his own emerged, vindictive and sharp in attempts to intimidate the peafowl away from the raptor. He charged forwards after that, a final warning for the bird if it persisted to be a pest.

Aggressive as his actions may have been, Feliks had no intentions of harming the peacock unless it was a last resort. There'd be no point in harming someone that could fly or had such pretty feathers, a bias towards birds totally wasn't making him say such things.