[She halts her path at the sound of more voices in her head. That will never feel natural, but she does obey him and flaps back into the leaves with a resounding smack followed by some rustling.
Thankfully, with hawk talons now coming into play, the hunters have finally gotten the message and are dispersing, the scratched-up one not even retrieving his bow in the process. The woods are suddenly still once more save for some light hissing noises from where the swan is hiding.]
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Thankfully, with hawk talons now coming into play, the hunters have finally gotten the message and are dispersing, the scratched-up one not even retrieving his bow in the process. The woods are suddenly still once more save for some light hissing noises from where the swan is hiding.]