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Deathstorm looked at her,his face serious. "It's my son," He said,still helping to hold Nightwhisper's weight. "He was attacked." He motioned his head to Nightwhisper,who's feathers,now turned crimson were swaying in the breeze. He had a large cut covering his stomach and it was bleeding heavily. He also had a ripped wing,which had exposed his muscle,not to mention his right leg was now broken. All of his body was lined with scrapes and cuts and his neck was torn. His eyes,bloodshot and wary,looked up into the sky and his beak,now open was filled with blood. "I'm alright.." "Really.." He managed to whimper again.
"Who did this?" She asked Deathstorm
"Warriors from another clan," Deathstorm said firmly,his eyes looking into hers. He left out the fact that he had sliced his stomach.
Deathstorm looked at her,his face serious. "It's my son," He said,still helping to hold Nightwhisper's weight. "He was attacked." He motioned his head to Nightwhisper,who's feathers,now turned crimson were swaying in the breeze. He had a large cut covering his stomach and it was bleeding heavily. He also had a ripped wing,which had exposed his muscle,not to mention his right leg was now broken. All of his body was lined with scrapes and cuts and his neck was torn. His eyes,bloodshot and wary,looked up into the sky and his beak,now open was filled with blood. "I'm alright.." "Really.." He managed to whimper again.
"Who did this?" She asked Deathstorm
"Warriors from another clan," Deathstorm said firmly,his eyes looking into hers. He left out the fact that he had sliced his stomach.