She had been walking forever, it seemed, her broken wing dragging on the ground, her eyes dead and emotionless. Everything hurt, but she felt nothing. There was nothing but emptiness. Blackberry had never been defeated in this way before. It was so humiliating, so infuriating, and there was nothing she could do. How could she ever beat that monster and his powerful magic? And she had a feeling he had been holding back his worst. She shut her eyes as the world swayed and her stomach quenched.

The pain kept coming in waves. One moment, there was nothing, the next moment, excruciating agony shot through her wing and the wounds across her body throbbed and spiked. She hissed and groaned as she forced herself to drag her way through the cave.

There was no hope left. Moose was not coming. She was alone. There was nothing else. She might as well curl up and die. And, finally, her body refused to move anymore and she fell to the ground, her body convulsing once before she passed from consciousness.


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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

tags: @Blueberry
notes: Blackberry's injuries: bruises covering her body, bleeding and wing, scratches covering most of her body and legs, some of them bleeding

Blue was scared when the fighting started. He had promised to help the goose, but he had been terrified. After the screeches and growls of battle ended, Berry set out to find Miss Blackberry. He felt horrid for running and decided to see if he could help with whatever wounds she had gained.

When he found the goose laying on the ground, unconscious and battered, he felt even worse.

"Miss Blackberry! Miss! Please wake up!" He said, his voice strained with worry. She was the only creature he considered a friend.

"Oh gosh, I am so sorry Miss. I just..... I got really scared and I didn't know what to do! I'm sorry Miss!" Blueberry cried out as he fell to his knees and started trying to grow something o help. Moss to stop the bleeding. Something to ease her pain.

Success! Moss grew, weakly at first, then began to flourish. Blueberry concentrated on the spell until he felt he had enough to stop as much bleeding as he could. Taking the moss gently between his teeth, Berry put it in one of Miss Blackberry's wounds, trying to stop bleeding and keep her alive.

@Blackberry

Her mind was swirling through color and time and it was dizzying to even be resting. Faintly, she hard a voice calling out her name. Miss Blackberry...yes, she liked being called that. Everyone should call her that. Didn't she deserve that respect. That's all she wanted. Respect. All she wanted, right?

But then she felt something press down on the wound on her wing and pain burst into her dreams. She woke up with a loud honk and her wing jerked away from the pressure, causing even more pain. She stumbled forward, shivering with the agony of the broken wing and turning around. Her eyes widened with surprise. It was Moose. He had followed her after all. At first, she was suspicious, but then, seeing the moss that had fallen off when she jerked away, she realized that he had been trying to help.

"Moose," she whispered, barely daring to believe it, "you did come. I'm glad." There was a moment of silence before Blackberry raised her wing, cringing. "My wing is broken. I need something to bind it."


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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

tags: @Blueberry
notes:

Hearing her honk of pain, Blue stayed still while she jerked away. She asked for something to bind her wing with. Vines? Hopefully, they'd work. Maybe he could find some wood to help with too.

"O-okay Miss Blackberry!" Berry said quickly, concentrating on making vines sprout next to the moss. He tried and tried and tried, doing his best, but he failed.

"I'm sorry Miss. I can't grow vines right now. I'll go look for something!" Berry said, standing and waiting for her approval.

@Blackberry

Blackberry blinked and waited for the plants to appear beside Moose, but when nothing happened, she sat back, disappointed. That was too bad. She felt a glimmer of her old spirit, however, when she realized that Moose was waiting for her approval to go and search for bedding. A loyal follower, through and through. She gave him a small nod before turning around.

There was a nice spot against the wall that looked sandy and soft and relatively warm compared to the chill of the tunnel. She managed to find some molted feathers around from what seemed to be gembounds that had passed long ago and piled them into a small nest. She settled herself in and waited for Moose to return.


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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

tags: @Blueberry
notes:

Getting a nod, Berry turned and ran off, his hooves making loud clicks against the cold stone floor. Then it dawned on him. The floor was made of stone. This tunnel was just stone. He wouldn't find vines in here! Stomping his leg angrily at himself, he tried again to make the vines grow.

This time, he got them! Happy with himself, Berry grabbed the vines, being careful to keep them as intact as possible.

"Miss, I got some!!" He yelled through the vines, running back to Miss Blackberry.

@Blackberry

Blackberry rested her head underneath her good wing and was just about to drift off into an uneasy sleep when she heard Moose calling her name. Her head shot up and saw him standing there holding a bundle of vines.

Sighing with relief, she stood from her nest and carefully held out her wing. Realizing that it might be easier if she was stable, she set herself on the ground, on her stomach and set her wing gingerly on the ground. She closed her eyes and prepared for the pain that was about to come.


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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

tags: @Blueberry
notes:

He had the vines, and Blackberry seemed to want him to do something to her wings with them. Drape them like a blanket? No, what good would that do? Wait, earlier she said she needed her wing bound. Ohhhh! He needed to wrap her wing!

Doing his best, Blackberry managed to get what he thought was a decent wrap on her wing.

"I'm awful sorry I wasn't able to help before Miss Blackberry." He apologized. But he was there know, and that's what mattered, right?

@Blackberry

As the vines were wrapped around her wings, she tried not to cry out loud as they tightened around the break, forcing the bones back into place. When it was done, the area hurt worse then before, but she knew that it would numb after a while, once it started to heal right. She'd rather that she fly again.

She shakily got to her feet, trying to focus on Moose over her haze of pain. "That's okay, Moose. It was my fight, anyways, I would have gotten mad if you tried to intrude." She neglected to mention exactly how she would have reacted. In her crazy bloodlust, she probably would have outright attacked Moose for no reason other then he was there. And, for a second, she shuddered to think about if she had ended up killing him. Nobody had ever been nice to her, nobody had ever helped her. It was...nice, in a way.

And then the depression slammed down on her shoulders again and she sighed, turning back to the nest she had made. She dropped in it and stared at nothing. "What am I doing?" she whispered to no one in particular.


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Hear my honk.
Why are you listening to my thoughts? Get out of my head!

tags: @Blueberry
notes:

Sighing that Miss Blackberry was upset, he settled beside her. Not in her nest, but close to it. He didn't know how to make her feel better.

"It's okay Miss. You're gonna be fine. In fact, you're gonna be great. You're doing great." He told her, giving her a reassuring smile. He didn't know what else to do, so Berry just looked at Miss Blackberry, admiring her pretty feathers.

@Blackberry