Sonya looked up the cliff face, stopping before it. She could hear them, the buzzing of their wings, this was the right place for sure. Although she could hear them, she had the problem of actually fighting them. Not only did these things have the home field advantage, they also had the skies. The young huntress, though inexperienced, knew that climbing up to meet them in their burrows would be foolish. Even if they didn't attack her on the climb up, they knew their lairs far better than her.<br/><br/>After a short time thinking on it, she eventually came to the conclusion to just draw them out. So Sonya's sight returned to the ground, looking about her feet. What she looked for could not be hard to find around here, simply looking for a rock. In a place like this rocks were bound to be plentiful so she wasn't concerned about not finding such a thing. When Sonya had said rock, she looked up again, throwing it right at the ledge she thought she heard the buzzing. Should that note invite a response, she repeats this against the ledge above that one, hoping the noise and impact would draw one of these things out.