--- Nixilei ---
Even after the decision was made to 'just keep going' things were tense. Neither woman wanted to speak lest they draw the beast's attention. The problem was that the thing's eyes were so large it was hard to tell what it was looking at. The bird was just hovering there now, looking menacingly down at everything else. The hovering was a problem in and of itself. The slow, heavy beat of the bird's wings was sending a good bit of turbulence there way. Even diminished so far from the bird itself, the wind was still shaking the plane they rode in. Nixilei was starting to find it a little awkward that the bird was just hovering there.
