"Ew, ew, ew! Get off!" Zodei squealed, flailing her arms to drive away the birds that had settled on her for the evening. With indignant cries, they took off in a flurry of feathers that left her sneezing--and cringing, when she realized that feathers weren't the only thing they'd covered her in. Shuddering, she brushed at her arms and shoulders, getting rid of at least what had...dried. Ick.
"Ahh! Where are your manners?!" she added with a stomp of her foot.
That wasn't the first time that had happened but it made it no less unpleasant. Birds tended to fancy her as a perch when daytime came and she turned to stone, but she just found that utterly rude.
With a sigh and an indignant flick of her tail, she hopped down from the roof she'd spent the day on and headed out into the city nightlife. There had to be a place to wash off around here.