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Flail your arms menacingly

Stumbling towards dry ground for better mobility you start flailing your arms and screaming menacingly. The dark bird slowly rise higher and higher and vanish into a low hanging cloud that comes drifting down from the mountain peek.
You think you might have scared it of! Taking in your surroundings you see a outcrop that you could possibly hide under if it comes back and to your delight, Tillberries. You bend down and start picking the delicious berries, recent fright forgotten.
Suddenly you hear a whistling of wind and then it's like you've been hit by a wall. Sharp long black talons dig into your flesh and you scream as the giant bird of prey lifts you from the ground. Looking down you see your blood pouring from several puncture wounds, splattering the ground below you.
You struggle and try to fight your assailant, getting a good punch causing the bird to screech and drop you. Falling hard on the rock below you feel your body grown numb and as darkness takes over you hear the large thud of something landing nearby.
The blood from your wounds colors the stream you so carefully climbed red and your basket lies fallen on it's side, Tillberries scattered around.

The End (7)