Krys: I saw you at the archery competition, and I followed you for a while afterwards! But that's irrelivant, she needs help NOW! *Begins lifting the heavy beams, veins in her wings straining, the cut opening a little*
(Since you had to sign up for the competition, it was easy to ask who the hooded archer was. The lady just pointed to your name )
Krys: Got her? *Lifts the rest of the beams a little higher* (Can't move them away, they're too entangled in the wreck)
(lmao. I found how you blamed it on the piano kinda funny ) -I hold her tightly- "It's ok....You're alright now. I've got you."
Krys: *Slowly lowers the beams* Wow... That hurts... *Notices the blood trickling down her wing* Dammit...
Krys: Salrion... Is she ok? *Walks over slowly, one wing folded in, the other somewhay crookedly folded halfway*
(Kay guys, I'm off for tonight, we'll see if my phone survives the night... If not Bridget or Mordici will let you all know... Later ppl)