She follows them out.

The two men weren't there, they had shifted and fought their way into the forest. The flock following them in human form.

She wondered why they were fighting. She continued to follow the fight.

The flock had formed a circle around the two, knowing this was a challenge for leadership of the flock.

After a while, she had determined that.

Caspian screeches, clawing at the man's beak in anger and biting his neck as he kicks the man/Griffin away.

She watches them nervously.

The griffin screeches in anger, landing gracefully and tackling Caspian, biting his neck harshly. A soft pained screech is heard from Caspian, clawing the griffins underbelly and wincing as the griffin leaps off of him, taking some flesh with him.

She winces at the sight.

The flock snarls, standing tense around the two.

Caspian tackles the Griffin, at the last minute diving to its underbelly and tripping it. It falls on its side, he takes the chance to finish him off. He claws the griffins sides and stomach, snarling furiously. He pants, stepping away and falling to the ground out of exhaustion. The flock doesn't hesitate to sprint up to him, nudging him with their beaks, he cannot protest, too weak to move.