Seeing the thing fall, Becca lets out a small cry of victory.  It might not be dead just yet, but another bolt like that and almost anything would be no more.  It'd be a bit messy to get the claws and as many feathers as she can, but the financial rewards for doing so would be more than enough to get a new farm set up for her family.  Assuming she makes it through and gets them back that is.<br/><br/>She inches forward through the brush, doing her best to keep an eye out for any sign of the fallen creature.  Heading towards where it fell, she can smell the scent of burned feathers and knows it must be close, whether dead or alive.<br/><br/>Becca<br/>Health: 9/9     Mana: 24/26    Virtue: 12/12<br/>Inventory: Equipment listed, survival tool, fire dust, sack, green potion