AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Try to determine the direction of the screech.

>The screech seems to have originated from your left, the direction the vehicles look like they're facing. You continue in that direction. The vehicles are scattered more sporadically and the terrain grows rougher with every step. You hear the screech again, this time straight above you.
Roll to dodge!

>You duck and roll, feeling a woosh as something huge swoops over you. You turn around and come face to face with some sort of massive raptor. Easily six feet tall it stands perched on a far off rust pile, just far enough to mask it's features. It spreads it's wings and adjusts it's footing. It's staring at you rather intently.

What do you do?

Throw a rock at the daisies thing, get ready for its retaliation.

>You pick up a fist sized rock off the ground and toss it at the ornery feathered critter. The rock strikes the bird, it squawks in surprise and flies off, no doubt spout obscenities in it's native tongue.
Will you pursue the critter?

Follow that feathered bitch.

>You target his feathery buns and begin pursuit mode. The bird flies in a straight line and you struggle to keep among the rusted husks and chewed up ground. Suddenly the ground evens out, the ancient war machines behind you. Once more you find a figure enshrouded in mist, considerably smaller than the last one. This one however seems to recognize your presence. The figure rises to it's feet, can't be more than five feet tall, and extends an arm out. The feathered bastard lands on the figure's arm. From this distance they're just silhouettes.
Do you want to approach them?

[Hold the fuck up. A six foot tall bird landed on the arm of something that's only five feet tall?]

Approach cautiously. "Hello?"

{Well, give it a sec bro, shit's about to go down.}

>You take a few cautious steps extending your sweetest greeting. As you draw closer the figure takes shape. You stop suddenly getting an eyeful of something in a blood red cloak. A long twisted arm, black as sin, holds the vulturous bird up.
Well, looks like you're in deep shit. How will you proceed?

Run at them, jump, and aim for the bird with my knife.

>You charge at them, but just after your first step the figure points it's arm at you and the bird launches itself at you. The cloaked figure fades into the mist.
Roll man, roll!

>You meet it mid flight, dodging it's swinging talons and slash at the feathery bastard, drawing blood. It screeches and flies into the surrounding mist leaving a cloud of feathers. You can still hear it's wings flapping around you, circling you. It caws and squawks belligerently. There's an earsplitting shriek behind you, you turn heel and come face to face with the fiend in crimson.
What do you do?

Attack its cloaked master. I WILL TAME THIS BITCH AND MAKE IT MY MOUNT.