Once again, the bird responded by shaking its head and tightening its grip. This time, Legolas cried out in pain as the parrot's claws dug into his flesh. The soft sound woke the sleeping Dwarf who leapt from his bed, axe in hand; ready to strike at the one who intruded his sweet slumber. The enamored bird perceived the Dwarf's actions as a danger to its new master and promptly flew off Legolas' hand and started pecking furiously at Gimli's beard. Since groggy from his sleep, Gimli tried to hit the small critter with his axe, but only succeeded in destroy one of the chairs in their bunk. The noise had now awoken the entire army and if Elves made sound when they walked, footsteps heading towards the Prince's room would be echoing throughout the camp.