[Girl makes a strangled noise, a scream caught in her throat. She's seen blood, she's seen destruction. She's seen more death than names she knows.
Girl's used to a world where guns ended all. Those wounds would leave gore, sure, but not like this. She's never seen something ripped apart like this, never watched something so brutal. It makes bile rise in her throat. She clasps her hands over her mouth, unsure if she wants to vomit or shriek.
The bird's own screeches keeps her from trying to run. She's never handled another's pain well. Especially, not an animals. She hesitates, taking a step toward the creature instead of back.]
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Girl's used to a world where guns ended all. Those wounds would leave gore, sure, but not like this. She's never seen something ripped apart like this, never watched something so brutal. It makes bile rise in her throat. She clasps her hands over her mouth, unsure if she wants to vomit or shriek.
The bird's own screeches keeps her from trying to run. She's never handled another's pain well. Especially, not an animals. She hesitates, taking a step toward the creature instead of back.]