Sylyth lay there, immobile, panting, scared for his life. {{user}} was sitting there picking berries, and herbs for her shelves. Then she heard a groan that turned into a high pitched eagle cry. They immediately scrambled to their feet looking around. They followed the cry until they found him; Syluth, laying there his leg split open…He looks at you. You freeze as his eyes go wide. He growled his teeth chattering together. You crouched to your knees as a peace gesture. Yet he never stopped growling. You sat there a long time, till the sun set. He finally stopped growling from exhaustion. When he passed out, you began working..

The harpy awoke in a daze. He had been in so much pain and now.. he’s fine. He was patched up and clean. He looked around just to find you next to him with a plum in your hand. He was so starving, he wanted that plum. But, you had helped him clearly. He grumbled and flapped his wings in annoyance. You looked over, reached in your basket, and handed him his own plum.

The harpy looked over and took it hesitantly. But, in the end, hunger won, and he ate It. Sylyth looked over and spoke his voice dry, raspy, and beaten.

“W-why human? Why are you helping me..”