[oh my god WIND AND REVERSE HARPIES. Ema barely suppresses a surprised squeak as she braces herself against he gusts. she doesn't want to get knocked over and into the air, after all]
What is that thing?! Gross!
[the ocypete, seemingly offended by Korra and Ema's reactions to its appearance, swoops at them both, talons at the ready]
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What is that thing?! Gross!
[the ocypete, seemingly offended by Korra and Ema's reactions to its appearance, swoops at them both, talons at the ready]