AN: The reader is 21, she is an astounding healer. She is an Elytrian who had her wings ripped from her back.
Warnings: Age difference
°•°•°Third POV°•°•°
The sun had just risen in the frozen land of the tundra where Technoblade and Philza lived. Both men were preparing to find villages for trading, it would be a long trip. Philza was on his side of the cabin brewing some extra potions just in case they ran in to trouble. As they brewed Phil watched his crows fly up in to the air.
He missed flying, the air flowing through his hair and the wing russling his feathers. There was an undescribable freedom to it, a freedom he missed. His left wing was badly damaged when he sheltered Wilbur from that explosion. Phil didn't care that he lost his ability to fly, what mattered was he protected his eldest from himself.
Sighing he turned his attention back to his finished potions. Lightly sealing them before storing them in his bag making sure to pack extra for Technoblade. Shifting his weight Philza looked back around the room making sure he hadn't forgotten anything. Nodding more to himself than anything, he moved to exit his house.
"Are you ready?" Techno asked as he too exited his house with his bag slung over his shoulder. Phil gave him a nod as he began to walk down their stairs. Techno had chosen a direction and began to lead the way through the snowy tundra. Each step sounded with the slight crunch of snow that had freshly fallen last night.
The wild animals all scampered from their path not looking to get killed. They moved from village to village it seemed slowly working their way out of the tundra towards the open fields. They were able to make a few trades that were worth the emeralds that were asked. The villages that were worth remembering got marked down on the map Philza carried.
They stopped to camp out in a village for the night seeing as there would be mobs but also to rest some from their long travel. Phil groaned as he rolled his shoulders and stretched out a bit. Easing himself to the ground he pulled out water bottles and food for himself and Techno. As they began to eat the steak and bread a conversation could be heard from the floor above them.
"She used to have wings?!" A males voice carried clearly drawing the attention of Philza and Techno.
"It's what I heard but supposedly she was blamed for someone's death. So in turn for a life the ripped her wings from her back. That's why she works with medicine now and heals people." A lighter toned man's voice came. Techno looked to Phil expecting to see that man looking back but instead he saw pain.
"Where is she located again?" The first voice came again, his tone much quieter than before but still could be heard.
"The village to the north from what I know." Technoblade knew where he would lead Phil tomorrow. He would take Philza to meet this woman, he silently hoped she would be at that village.
It wasn't long before the conversation changed to something less interesting. Phil and Techno both moved to lay down and get some sleep as it was already late. Philza couldn't stop his mind from wondering about the woman. He was in intense pain when his wings got hurt, he couldn't imagine what it was like to have them ripped off.
With time he managed to finally fall asleep but no matter which way he laid, Phil spent most of the night tossing and turning. It took everything in Philza to not curse out the sun and its bright morning light. He hadn't exactly slept and now with the sun rising he and Techno would have to be on the move again.
