She wasn't sure she had the breath to speak, so she just nodded sharply and banked again, giving sharp, powerful beats of her wings in an effort to move them as fast as she could.
She started losing altitude above the lake, and they'd barely cleared the bank when she gave a little cry and her wings just refused to work properly, forcing her to fan them out in an effort to slow their fall of the last few feet before she hit the ground and rolled. A sharp cry of pain was pulled from her lungs as she felt one wing snap closed, painfully, against her back.