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[h2]Anders[/h2]
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In retrospect freezing in amazement was not the right choice in a battle. Anders was snapped out of it as soon as he felt talons close on his shoulders. Instantly his life flashed and he had to force himself to calm down. His brain started thinking through what he could do and this resulted in a fairly bad idea. He moved his hands and held onto the angles of the bird cursing his lack of length. 

Anders inhaled before he squeezed as hard as he could. It was enough to get the bird's attention and grab him lifting him up to meet the eyeless gaze. A grin curved onto his face. [color=gold][i]"You don't want to drop me."[/i][/color]

The bird stared at him, but kept the grip loose enough for him to talk...thank god. Anders shrugged. [color=gold][i]"In fact you'd much rather take me back there safely"[/i][/color] the bird seemed to pause before going back to the alley and gently putting Anders down. He rubbed his throat before looking at the bird. [color=gold][i]"Good now...you want to protect me from those friends of yours"[/i][/color] the bird screeched causing Anders to slip his hands into his pockets and look at Faen. He watched the women...whom he was guessing was some form of elf and found himself looking back at Faen. [color=gold]"Need some help?"[/color] the bird was still standing in front of Anders and seemed to be still under his control.

It seemed focusing on his voice paid off a bit. He would be lying if he said he wasn't proud of himself. After all he could have easily just died by being dropped.