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Maveric heard the crash. "It seems we have had another guest drop in." he said, grinning.

((oh god, please excuse that horrible pun...))

*Oak touches one bruised wing which lies outsretched limply in the foliage. "Ah, no..." She returns her attention to Maveric, standing wobblily. "Oakleaf, vengeance warrior, at your service." She gives a slight, somewhat sarcastic bow, and finds the dizziness from the fall too overwhelming. She sinks to her knees, breating deeply, finding any disorientation painful as Pegasi always have, allowing any conversation to wash over her.

[[Hehehe. I'm picturing Jack Sparrow doing that... wobblyness!]]

Screal chirped. He knew how a hurt wing felt, many a time when he was younger he had hurt his own. Positioning himself carefully, he pushed himself off the branch on which he was standing, and flew down to the Pegasi.

"Are you alright? Is there anything I can do for your wing?"

Toriis stared, slightly puzzled. she'd never seen an anthro as anything other than a figue of evil...to see one so...wel, dizzy was disorienting, to say the least. Her world felt upside-down. IF she could. she might almost have laughed. And, of course, if she could forget the other anthros around her, whose opinions of and intentions for her she was not sure of. If they wished her ill, she doubted the rabbit-anthro could fight them all off...if he actually did wantto protect her. She knew nothing of how their minds worked.

Screal squawked quietly, still watching the Pegasus.

After awhile he turned, to look at the others. A few seconds later, he said quietly, "I have no mind of attacking anyone. You need not worry about me, friend Rabbit. Where, do you think, are we headed?"