Mildred dove into the stack of dead and semi dying birds. Any thoughts to what the crew up above might think of her did not cross her mind. Nope, the only thing she was worried about was the sharp beaks she was currently smacking with her weapon. She just needed some of their metal. It wasn't like she had killed them so she saw no problem with taking it. Not to mention, waste not want not and all that jazz about self defense and blah blah blah. In short, she only felt a little bit bad as she dragged out three bodies to take back to camp. This would do. For now anyway.<br/><br/>Moving towards the trees, she looked up to see what the air ship would do exactly. She didn't know how damaged it might have been or if they were just going to try to land here. Either way, she was going to wait to see what would happen before dragging the birds back to camp and tossing them into her tent. Good thing she really didn't have bunkmate yet. She had ran off the last one when she accidentally shocked them both experimenting a new type of battery.