Zangua has never heard any cry quite like this before.
Something bounds into sight about 120' to the west: it looks like a large creature covered in greenish-brown feathers, walking on two large legs, but the trees are keeping you all from getting a good view. It opens its mouth and makes that strange cry, but not quite as loudly as before. Suddenly, another such creature stalks into view, about 80' to the southwest. It stops, then hops forward abruptly at bites at the ground, coming up with a large rat in its tooth-lined mouth. It gulps the rat down and cocks its head.
You hear heavy footsteps in the undergrowth, and another cry from nearby that doesn't come from either of the two feathered creatures you can see. There are more of them.
The first creature starts to take a few tentative steps in the party's direction.
