He sat at the edge of the mountain,one wound on his wing,one on his body,one scratch across his eye. Seeing with only one eye,hearing with only one ear,he cried. Almost wiping a tear from his eye to see another scratch on his wing spelling the letter ‘F’. He sighed. Only Crescent get f shaped scratches. He began hearing Rainy and Thunder shouting his name, “He’s coming! Run! Just run!” Thunder warned him. Trying to get up but scattering because of his injuries on the parts he uses to get up. A black winged creature emerged and lined him to the ground. He wing got caught on the sharp edge of the mountain and Crescent riped it off. He screamed in pain as his wing swiftly fell off the mountain. Suspenful,Thunder and Rainy turned around. “Run!” Thunder shouted,as if Icicle could escape his claws. Everything came to a sudden stop as he bursted his talons into Icicle...everything fell silent,Thunder and Rainy glared at the corpse. Icicle fell of the cliff,disappearing into the mirky fog. Read below

Thunder’s grayish brown feathers glided in the wind as tears touched his slightly opened mouth...Crescent began to change back to an owl...but one blue feather. Holding up his bow and arrow,Thunder chased Crescent into the near forest...He came to rest on a tree. Crescent wrote on it, ‘I’m sorry.’ Breaking down, he curled up and dropped the chorcaol on the ground. Thunder finally reached the tree and picked up the chorchaol and wrote ‘You killed him.’