Njall's horse skittered back and forth, wary as it felt and half heard what was going on that was beyond it's master's ken. Njall himself loosened his broadsword in it's sheath, looking around, keeping an eye out for anything he could do something about. All of this...these....birds were nothing he was really ready to face. If he were to be of use here, he would need afoe his sowrd and lance could pierce.