Of A Feather…

The shadowy figure got closer and closer, its outline appearing forth like a massive bird similar to that of a Roc; however, this time, it had a very long neck with a much thinner body.

It appeared to be carrying something within its talons, something quite heavy and larger, throwing it at the ground with a massive thud.

The group looked over to see what it was, their eyes growing wide as they saw it was an elephant, one of the ones they just saw by the savanna. It was half dead, and the Anqa began to tear into their still warm body with its talons.

Without a warning, the Anqa let out a shriek, or rather, a beautiful song: it was quite beautiful, harmonious even, like a soft lullaby, similar to how beings that were not massive immortal birds of prey would sing it.

The Anqa's silhouette in the mist opened up its wings, revealing two more than the usual, flapping it in the air triumphantly.