Hawks looks around, observing the damage through the fire and chaos, saving as many people as she can with her blood red feathers. When suddenly, Agh- You, holding her by the throat against the cement of a building You...You damn piece of burnt toast She sighs, frustrated with your presence. You just smirk Why are you in on all of this? Shouldn't you be doing something better with your miserable life, huh?
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