Cycle 2
Hylands Ascent - Tranquil Falls Path

"There are only old killjoys around, so I'm glad to have someone around that lacks a bit of responsibility like me-"

”Uhmm... Re... Responsibili- Wah?!"
This little twerp…! She remains close to Lna as they walk along the trail, her attention mostly focused on their surroundings, when the whispers of Diego reach her ears. She moves just a bit closer to the pair getting acquainted, before leaning over to butt into their conversation as a hand pinches the side of Diego’s ear.

”Keep that up and I’ll get the white whistle long before you do, Diego~”

"We could find some empty, small caves around here..."

"Small caves… Well, it should be good enough for us, aside from those two amazons, we aren't that spatious!"
A comment that would normally earn a laugh from Lúthien instead seems to pass by unheard, the blonde currently focused on whispers drifting on the winds… the unnatural silence of the area hasn’t gone unnoticed by the ranger, and she knows it can only mean one thing: trouble is coming.

"Food, food~ Finally some food~"

"A-Are you really sure we need to do this..?"

"Ugh! Stop being a crybaby, we just need to kill them quick and it will be fine!"
The occasional twitch of her ears was the only physical indication that she was spying into the conversation of others, lips pressed into a thin line as it progressed. Her mind reaches out to each individual of their party, pressing against their consciousness lightly to gather their attention and avoid starling them.
{ Guys, it seems we got company for dinner… and we’re all on the menu. } A fourth voice complained about the fruits and seeds they’d been forced to eat so far, before a fifth complained about the poor condition of her feathers... at least the sixth voice seemed to recognize they wouldn't be an easy meal.
{ Feathered ones… probably the harpies we’ve heard so much about? }

"Two of them are cubs, only one is a grown up, we may have a chance..."

"I am not sure about this—"

"Shh... It will be okay... We must do it. They have grown greedy, we need to fight for our food too..."
{ There's at least six—no, make that seven—of them. } She continues to listen in as they walk, doing her best to appear calm and collected, until the last words cause Lúthien to frown.
Greedy, huh… sounds like it could be 'cause of the Moon Fangs after all— She can’t help but think back on Luna’s words from before as her thoughts begin to divert into possible theories… until a chorused reply of
”Yes ma’am!” crashes against her ears.
"They’re coming—!"