Awwww, pet pet. "You're such a good dino-bird."

Cli-cli-cli-cli-clik.

Okay, they should clear out so the rabbits will come back and he can catch another one.

Alright. She takes the one he gave her and goes back to a hide place. Phaidra figures out how to skin the (poor) creature with her bare hands.

This is pretty gross, but made a little easier by one of the other crows helping her get started and offering tips, and then she has a skinned rabbit.

Cool - gross, but cool - she will gnaw on it, after using her power to make it safe to it raw. The air fills up with the smell of seawater as a result, but she has meat, that is a win. And she can use the rabbit's skin to wrap the meat. Making all the stains vanish in a puff of salty vapor. Maybe she should figure out how to start a fire. She heard how it is done, but never had the need to.

The crows are now distracted with their own meal, but probably wouldn't be much help with firestarting anyway. At least there's plenty of wood around.

She looks around for dead trees and dry wood for raw materials, maybe sharp rocks if those are in supply.

There's plenty of reasonably-dry branches and twigs, but she has a harder time finding a fallen tree that's not already overgrown with moss and lichen and starting to fall apart. Sharp rocks are similarly scarce, but there are some big ones that she could try hitting on each other, at least.

She wasn't expecting to find a lot of easily craftable materials to work with. At least there is no hurry, given that the fire will be more a comfort thing and to navigate at night. Phaidra can combine finding the dry branches with foraging for food.

Food is easy to come by - a little deeper in the forest she finds pea plants growing up the sides of a few trees, a big stand of artichoke plants, and some squashes nestled in the underbrush that don't seem likely to be ripe yet, plus experimentation with the less obviously food offerings reveals green onions, asparagus, leeks, beets, carrots, potatoes, and a number of tasty herbs and greens - she may find herself wondering if it's normal for every third or fourth plant in a forest to be edible like this.

Phaidra is not complaining, but she is curious, and until she figured out the herbs her theory was that the birds have led her to somewhere plentiful. She still thinks that, but she wonders how this place is this plentiful? Do people just make every plant grow food? Did this track of land used to belong to someone? Are the birds the owners of this territory or something? Maybe their flocks is mixed with some bird-fusions that are capable of gardening.

The crows turn up to follow her again after a while, and show some interest in the berries and other more obvious food plants, but they seem more interested in her than in discussing the terrain - it's still confusing that she's doing so much work and so little that they recognize as magic, and they come up with increasingly fanciful guesses about why.

What sort of guests? She might show excitement or interests when they are getting closer to the truth. Though, "person from another world" might be beyond anyone's capabilities here.

Maybe being so big makes doing magic hurt. Maybe being so big just makes you really stupid. Maybe people-like-her have a magic-using part and she used it up to get so big. Maybe people-like-her have a magic-using part and a big animal bit her and broke it. Maybe somebody copied someone else to make her and she came out wrong. Maybe she's a different species and her species can't do it. Maybe she's a different species and she's just a baby and hasn't learned magic yet. Maybe she's a different species and hers does territories a different way and that's affecting it. Maybe she does territories the same way but she's really confused and thinks she's in someone else's. Maybe she's from very far away and people there learn to do different magic things.

She tries to get their attention when the theories about her being from a different species and that she is from very far away.

Phaidra gets their attention and mimes with her a couple of pebbles. "Close" then setting them apart "far." Pointing at herself. "far far far far."

This gets her some excited flapping, they think it's very cool that she's from far away.

She giggles. Then sighs and deflates. Using a handful of pebbles she says. "Giant Giant Giant." Then she picks up one and points at herself. "Giant." She places the solitary pebble away from the others. "Far far."

They puzzle over this.

One of them gets bored and lunges to steal a carrot from Phaidra's collection, prompting the other two to chase her for it.

Phaidra offers a portion of her foraged food if they are interested. Though, for the moment she will try to start a fire.

They take what she offers them, but end up far too interested in watching her try to make a fire, and trying to mimic what she's doing, to do much with it.

That's okay. Though, it might be hard for them to mimic her behavior without having a body like hers, she got a stick of wood firmly planted against a rock, and is now "drilling" it with another stick while blowing on it. Which will eventually heat up enough to turn dark and produce smoke (but the smoke vanishes into a sea-scented breeze).

It's fun to try, even if they can't really do it.

It takes a few seconds after her sticks start to smoke for them to notice, but they're very excited when they do, and gather around to see what this new kind of magic is.

"Fire." She supplies the name. "Dangerous." They can look, but she will be mindful of how close they get.

Once the embers get going, she will start adding kindling to it.

They of course don't understand her words, but when the first visible tongue of flame comes up they scatter, making a huge ruckus in their alarm. That's fire! It's dangerous! What's she doing that for!?

Phaidra slowly blinks and points at the rabbit. She can eat raw meat, but it's not necessarily pleasant. Also, she wants to be able to see in the dark, which is the main reason, but that is harder to mime.

She takes a piece of rabbit and holds closer to the fire... do people here never cook?