You scream out in pain. Your wings have been cut. Destroyed by a hunter and ripped out of your back. Blood soaked up into your shirt as Philza, your father landed near your body. And picked you up in his arms as you cried

“Come on…Come on..” He said but when he picked you up, pain exploded and you cried and screamed harder

“I know, baby…I know..I know! I know I know!! I KNOW!!” Philza shouts and tears run down his face.

“TOMMY HELP ME!!” He called to Tommy, your older brother…