[color=fb4f4f][u][b][center][h3]Cecelia[/h3][/center][/b][/u]

	Cecelia heard commotion from the other bird, looking in time to see Elisha getting knocked back. A protective urge moved Cecelia's feet in that direction. Cecelia passes the bird and checks on Elisha. Out of breath, she asks "are you... Alright?" and pulls out a small bandaging kit she originally brought to bandage herself. "Need any... Help?" still trying to catch her breath, she continues asking questions. She looks over at the well-dressed lad with the rapier "can you take out the bird?"[/color]