[She's not exactly a hawk, but perched up on that crate she sure looks one as she stares into the darkness, looking for any type of commotion. And whenever she spots something scurrying around, it gets a feather thrown its way. Some of the daggers hit, some of them don't- enough to keep the rodents at bay for now.]
Didn't notice them until I woke up actually.
[She shoots another feather and this time doesn't miss.]
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Didn't notice them until I woke up actually.
[She shoots another feather and this time doesn't miss.]
Seen people flinging them off the boat though.
[Is that some kind of a sign?]