Ah! Okay! [She scrambles over to a steadier, more centered spot to sit in. The birds follow, of course; one goes for her face and she cries out, punches it out of desperate instinct, and spends a brief moment tottering before she finds her balance again. Okay, nope, hands are staying on the horns from now on. She kicks one of the last ones before it can get closer to her.]
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Is there something down there?