Clear water panic.

From behind her leaf Chime trembled. The water had caught her by suprised, **** her cry as it hit. But she took it for the chance it was, striving to wring her hair back into softness, wiping some of the semen from her body, she had even begun to try and pry her wings apart again. She doubted she could actually fly so late into a pregnancy, but maybe she could have at least fluttered safely to the ground.

Then came the voices. And they brought with them spears, and darts and a net. Her leaf was a **** hiding place. And as one of the Sasha's asked what was on the rock, she knew she was the only thing there.

She looked out from behind the leaf, saw the spear glint in the sunlight pouring through the cave mouth.

Danger.

Threat.

Fear.

Clutching the leaf tight, her panic took a sharp turn away from **** silence, and her lips opened in as massive a scream as she could manage.

"NO! HELP!"

(1 Action to scream her little lungs out.)