[Davrin pauses, to regard the backup, as it were. In the pause, Assan comes barrelling through, scattering the pelicans like bowling pins. The griffon's boundless energy is coming in clutch for this, letting Davrin take a breather for a moment.]

Generally, the predators aren't razor-beaked pelicans. [Other animals, or monsters, sure. But these are something else. Especially with how persistent they are.] I took this job. I see my assignments through.

[Being a bodyguard to baby turtles isn't all that different from being a bodyguard to baby griffons... right? His eyes snap to the fallen bird, to the weapon in the stranger's hand. Not a bow, not a crossbow. Magic?]

If they're anything like other predators, they're just looking for an easy meal. Making it difficult for them should put them off.