"John..." Rain said wearily, looking at him and then to Chas. But then he took a few steps forward and before you knew it he was walking again. Her eyes widened when she heard a small Skree and in that instant all the birds began to flock from their posts high up in the trees and swooped down, attempting to peck at the three. One had gotten rather aggressive with Chas' hat and practically took it off of him.
They wanted her bloodied hand. "What do you want to do, AH! now?!" Rain yelled angrily as she tried to fend off the birds that tried to peck at her skin and gauze. Finally one succeeded and got her at the side of her face with a claw.
The brunette screamed a raspy cry and instantly batted it away, leaning down to pick up a large stick, and began using it like a baseball bat.