Gate of Memoirs/Knocking on Wood

Violence is not always the solution, unless it is...so Feora thinks.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Silent Shadows"	Music: "Silent Shadows"
 	
*Hyshka: I hope she hasn't gone far.
 	
*Hyshka: Ah.
 	
*Up ahead, Feòra is doubled over with her hands on her knees, clearly winded.
*Feòra: Haven't seen even a wee feather and I've been hittin' wit' the best o' them.
 	
*Hyshka: Funny. Not ten minutes ago I could've sworn you said these woods were trying to murder you.
 	
*Feòra: Psh...
 	
*Hyshka: These razorhawks are far more cunning than I thought. 
*Hyshka: We do still have to find them nonetheless. Perhaps another way...
Music: "Snowy Winds" 	Music: "Snowy Winds"
 	
*Feòra: What, you got a better idea instead of smackin' trees?
 	
*Hyshka: I would also suggest not trying to fell any of them.
 	
*Feòra: Well how else are we supposed to find it then?
 	
*Feòra: Muckle bird was already doin' a number on 'em anyway!
 	
*Hyshka: Your cudgel is a lot worse than its talons!
 	
*Feòra: Yeah, fat lot of help you are!
 	
*Hyshka: I'm stopping *you* from becoming a bigger menace than the birds.
*Hyshka: I hope you, of all beastkin to wander in here, know the value of even the smallest tree.
 	
*Hyshka: Now tell me again how you're helping.
 	
*Feòra: Tch...Chill. Geez.
 	
*Hyshka: Listen, these woods mean a lot to me.
*Hyshka: I don't want to hurt my little friends, but we can't wait around for the razorhawks to come back.
 	
*Feòra: Who said anything about waiting around?
*Feòra: If you give me a hand, we can shake enough mantises out o' these trees to feed a family of birds.
 	
*Feòra: Notice how I said SHAKE.
 	
*Hyshka: ...A lure, huh.
*Hyshka: Okay, but use the top of your cudgel, not the spikes. You're really going to splinter them.
 	
*Feòra: Fine, geez. Yer about as preachy as my pa...
*Feòra: Hup.
 	
*As Feòra rears back and takes a swing at a nearby tree, loud clicking fills the air around them.
 	
*Feòra: Whuh—
 	
*Hyshka: ?!
Music: "The Hunter" 	Music: "The Hunter"
 	
*An angry swarm of mantises—much bigger and angrier than the previous ones—descend upon the two in a fury.
 	
*Feòra: ...!!!
 	
*A sudden bolt scatters the mantises, momentarily dazing Feòra in the process.
 	
*Even though Feòra was blinking stars out of her eyes, she could still make out the lingering magic from Hyshka's staff.
 	
*Hyshka: Are you all right?!
 	
*Feòra: Wow, I was wrong about the snark. Maybe you oughta turn your flash off too...
 	
*Hyshka: ... ...
 	
*Hyshka: Heh heh.
 	
*Feòra: What's so funny?
 	
*Hyshka: You look more confused than a cat without a nap.
 	
*Feòra: Yea, ta very much.
*Feòra: Could've given me a warnin' at least...
 	
*Razorhawk: *SKKRRAAWW!*
 	
*Feòra: Whuh—That one's HUGE!
 	
*Hyshka: That's the emperor! It's been waiting this whole time...
 	
*Feòra: We can ask them about their social behaviors LATER!
 	
*Razorhawk: *SSKKKKRRAAWWWW!!!*