Sena considered them. "It's unusual, but not unheard of. There's likely a lot of meat in there, that they're feasting on. Given this was a livery... a lot of dead horses." She sniffs the air. "A lot of dead horses."<br/><br/>His terrifying roar causes the birds to scatter, screeching and cawing as they fly in every direction, most of them leaving the city entirely... but the ones that remain caw, ominously.<br/><br/>"Crows hold grudges," Sena warned him, frowning, slightly.