Drawing his scimitar and taking those stuttering steps, the ashen-faced man runs towards the room the creature is hiding in. His mouth waters, and he's struck with a sense of madcap desire and biting hunger as his bird soars past him.
Spoiler: OOCCan't draw and move at the same time (since I'm assuming everything but the 'Drop her with a shout' part of my last post didn't happen), so I'm drawing and then moving. How'd you'd like me to handle my raven in combat situations, would you prefer to narrate it's actions?