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When Tempesti first saw the odd little wisp at the edge of her vision she thought it might be another of those strange fireflies she’d encountered when she met that Valencian woman, but the thing? Entity? Whatever it was seemed far more interested in her than any random bug might, lavender flitting around her face in a quick but decisive pattern that suggested curiosity, observation even. Any attempts to touch it met with a quick dart just out of her reach and she got the distinct impression that it was teasing her. Still, it didn’t feel malicious and she wasn’t one to mind unconventional company.

She couldn’t exactly say that she was patrolling exclusively for allies of Chaos at this point. While their energy signatures were her priority, she felt the need to put in the extra time to make sure that none of the…seasonal…oddities got too out of hand for people unable to defend themselves. Unfortunately for the senshi and her nostrils, she got the distinct impression that at least one of those oddities was prepared to present itself as a nest filled with large, strange eggs materialized within the shadows at the edge of the walkway. Sighing, she began scanning the darkness for the inevitable pair of red eyes that would come charging at her any moment.

A sound not entirely unlike a rake dragged across concrete circled the shadows around the senshi, almost patchily, as though heard through the intermittent static of a not quite too distant radio station before stopping entirely. Pinpricks of red materialized with the biting stench of sulfur as the rusty scraping shifted, joining in cacophonous harmony with the unholy clucking of the sort one might expect if an administrative error staffed Hell with chickens.

Lacking enough sense of theatricality to stage a proper buildup the fowl beast flew from its hiding place, airborne from its haunch-launched efforts and flapping toward Tempesti with more speed than she’d have expected from a bird so heavy. Talons caught her sleeve, throwing her off balance with an indignant hiss and for what felt like the thousandth time she wondered if every one of these birds she’d encountered were in fact a single animal. A cranky, vengeful animal.

The chicken beast let out a godawful braying shriek when the rock made contact with its back and for several moments Tempesti thought it might vanish as soon as it the ground. She couldn’t know whether it considered its option, but as it landed it whipped around to face the direction of the rock thrower, eyes locking on the newly arrived senshi with renewed fury.

Propelled by some mixture of indignation and rage it charged, what may well have been a battle cry escaping its gullet as it gained momentum. “Damn.” In frantic pursuit Tempesti dove forward, tackling the creature from behind and grappling the thrashing mass of wrath and feathers as best she could as the hollow, rancid eggs fractured beneath them. She was certain that another solid hit would drive the thing off.