Cleril: I. Must. Escape.

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Peril looked at her wing, the one full of pain. What is that?! Peril yelled in her head. She examined the object stuck in her wing. Wood. Peril thought to herself as she grabbed onto the wood causing her pain. Come on! Do it! Peril yelled out in pain as the ripped out the piece of wood from her wing. Wait... why won't it melt? Still wincing from the pain she examined the object more closely. A shiny, silver, glimmering, sharp arrow-shaped object was attached to the end. A spear! Peril realized. Another jab of pain went through her wing as she screamed in pain once more. Suddenly something grabbed onto her tail and pulled. 

"We finally caught one! Finally!" 

Peril could only hear some words (that she didn't understand) till something hard hit her head causing her world to become as black as a jet.


Sorry guys! I think I might've broken my computer (probably because I spilled water on it) and now the cursor won't respond properly, but I'm trying! Ima upload more when I get this thing fixed.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 12, 2016 ⏰

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