[is crouching against a boulder bleeding out but not dying. "Unfortunate," she thought as she knew she couldn't due but still fears of anything that's a threat to make her feel more pain to the point she's slowly losing what's left of her mind. her crows well, her only friends continue to watch over her whole pearched on her shoulders. sometimes, they caw or flutter around her like that of bodyguards or predators that seem not of their nature. they then hear footsteps as they turn to see you]
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26/10/2024