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[@PaulHaynek] Ian [@Lmpkio] Morgan

[color=gold]"Agreed."[/color]

The fact that they had just carried an armored man and now were dealing with some rather vicious looking dogs.  Varjan.  Ugh, even the animals had a chip on their shoulder.  He wanted to ask why the heck they were this far north, and in a swamp, but the moment it was decided, Ozzy kept low.  Kept quiet...

And being quiet was something he was not used to.  Everyone could see his feathers bristling and quick jerky movements of his head and hands.    He fought against his natural urges and managed to stay the course, holding his breath save for long shallow breathes.  He calculated some alternatives in his head, but being unable to really articulate it, it was pretty much worthless.

Finally, he sighed aloud.  [color=gold]"Why in a swamp of all places?"[/color]  He finally asked before they went about their work.  [color=gold]"So what are we looking for?"[/color]  He confirmed with both of them before he went about cultivating the herbs and flowers.  Ian kept talking and Ozzy half listened.  Alot of his attention went into making sure he was doing the job right.  Making sure he didn't crush the leaves or waste the petals. 

He only managed to get up the plant from the roots in a handful of dirt when he noticed the rather beastial and not so pleasant face.  There was a moment of pause from each side.  As if both were just letting the moment sink in.

[h3][color=gold]"CRRRRRAAAAW!!!"[/color][/h3]

It was the sound of a crow and a parrot squawking in surprise as Ozzy reflexively jumped back and flapped his arms, his wings jumping to life and trying to take to the air, away from the lunge.  His foot reached out, the parts of his feet unfurling into four owl like talons that kicked out and raked at the creature to keep it away.  It would be an awkward sight, seeing essentially a dog pounce a large bird of pray as it started to fight for its life, and those claws were sharp.