a Francis Wwyd
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Bestiesforever 
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09.08.2021
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Bestiesforever[OP]
09.08.2021 13:51
LinkYour oc, whether they were hiking, camping, or hunting. setting up their camp, they heard something very large or heavy crash a ways away. a tree falling down nearby. what was, weird about is that whatever fell... screamed. feathers falling from the sky, some were scorched, others bent. do you investigate?
B o n k, Ifle
Ifle jumped and looked around concerned quickly going to see what made that noise, she was confused as she walked carefully to see what it was, she eventually made her way to what had made the noise
there was a crash site, trees having strange burns. a indent in the dirt, whatever it was it had skid 5 feet from impact. at the end, pushing himself up against the wall, covering himself up with his damaged wings.
she looked at the strange burns wondering what could have made them, then she looked around the crash site and looked around confused
he huffed, before coughing and slowly unraveling his wings. wincing, the red eye glowing dimly in the moonlight.
Ifle turned to him quickly, she looked at him confused before quietly and carefully walking over
he growled a little, trying to flare up his wings. trying to scare her, or make himself look bigger. pressing himself against the tree.
she stopped genuinely a little scared "are you ok..?" she looked at him but stayed a bit ways away as to not startle him
he huffed, "f-fine." he stood up, or.. at east tried to. he ended up falling over. hurting his wing a bit more, nearly screaming in pain.
She ran over to him "your hurt take it easy!" she stayed a little big away because she didnt want to make him uncomfortable
he flinched a little, before standing up and leaning against a tree. "i-i'll be fine." he tried to fold his wings, the one laying limply.
he growled a little, before huffing. "how can you possibly help."
he huffed, he was getting dizzy. he looked at his wing, the wind making his horns make a lovely little tone. despite everything.
:violently chucks karma here an leaves:
"-the green haired person with lots of peirceing blanky stares over at the area where the sound came from, trying to process what happened, seeming sorta spaced out before the sound had accrued so their brain took a second to load- oh shit! -jumping up from the log they were sitting on, it hit them that the scream might be someone hurt, jogging over an peaking from behind a tree as they lookdd for said person-"
the crash site was a mess, some trees and branches were knocked over. there was blood on some of the branches. burn marks on the trees that were unfortunately hit by whatever crash landed. a skid mark in the ground indicated that it made impact there, but there was something leaning up against the tree, two black, blood soaked wings covered something. or, it was shielding it.
"-promptly walking over, cringing at the sight a bit as they slowly walk over looking to their side an picking up a stick to poke at this sight- um..hello? -they spoke up voice trembling out of nervousness and confusion, in a small crouch stance as they got closer holding the stick put in front of them-"
the wings unfolded themselves at once, a hand grabbing the stick. a red eye glowing in the dim moon light. he was hurt, wings possibly broken, he was in a lot of pain upon moving them. even so he was more defensive than anything. unsure if the person in front of them was a threat.
he dropped the stick, growling. "why help me, mortal." the broken chains rattled as he moved. the shackle that was clamped around his neck sat there, not moving.
"obviously you can't even help yourself -huffed as they held a hand out- look i dont bite nor will I ever, you're in rough shape bud an im just gonna assume you aren't having a party down there with I think..-looking at his wings- broken wings an other wounds -lightlu shrugs, their nervousness seeming to calm-"
he huffed, before simply grumbling. "i'll be fine, this isn't the first time i had fallen." he tried to stand, clipping his wing on a branch, hissing in pain.
"-raising a brow- well im not leaving you like this -grabing his wrist before dragging him along, their grip loose enough to not really hurt him- id carry you but you'd probably crush me -they were only standing at a mer 5'2" not really growing anymore which made them rather upset-"
he stumbled a little, growling. "slow down, mortal." he stepped over a branch. he didn't like the fact he was being dragged around.
"-taking his advice an walking a bit slower- sorry sorry -having their hand excusing it, they made it back to a tent that was set up- sit while I go get stuff -letting go of his wrist pointing to a log an ducking into the tent as they looked for medical supplies and probably a snack for the stranger-"
he sat down, staring at the fire. he didn't like this, its been so long sense he was down on the ground.
he tried to extend his wings, wincing. he gently took the granola bar. unsure on what it was, but he tried.
"-gently caressed the wing seeing what to do with it- just relax your wing like that, if it hurts too much you can fold it back in a bit -feeling along the wing to see if there is a broken bone, moving their other hand to grab a bandage to wrap it in place- thought you'd might be a bit hungry so you can have that -giving a small smile-"