Al's words did little to calm the creature; he stood, and stepped from the shadow now that the others were gone, approaching his handler.<br/><br/>"You best be certain of that. I have dived upon sprinting deer from above, I have ripped wolves asunder with my beak and spilt a bear's belly with my talons. It would take only seconds for me to... harm... someone so vulnerable as her."<br/><br/>His rage had begun to fade into something else altogether now, the sharp fury in his words dulling into sadness, and guilt.<br/><br/>"...She is afraid of me, anyhow. I frightened the eagles I had hoped to fly with, and the jungle cats knew I was not one of their own. Even the beasts knew better than to trust me."<br/><br/>He turned, away from Al, walking around the tent-shelter and sitting closer to the hives; the bees didn't seem particularly perturbed by his presence, at least. He turned his head up to look at the scant few clouds slowly rolling overhead.<br/><br/>"If they are going to the courtyard, I would ask that you fetch me a bucket of water from the fountain. It is best I stay away from all of them. I would not want any to question their teachings on my account."