Unknown POV
When I saw the avian go down, I was excited to bring back my prize to my father to prove I am not just a little girl too weak to do anything.
I got down from my well camouflaged tree stand and went to go track it down.
After I found a blood trail I could taste victory and pride, but after the trail went dry near a giant pine I went well...nuts.
After shooting a couple random birds and then throwing my gun into a bush, my mind was cleared.
"Okay think, where could it have gone?" I thought.
I looked around for clues or anything and after a couple minutes of looking around, I noticed there was footsteps close to the tree, but it didn't belong to the female avian since it didn't wear shoes.
"Someone helped you...but who?" I mummered.
Then I spotted something under some dead pine needles.
I moved the needles away and saw it was a small knife.
I picked it up and saw there was something written on it.
After a couple minutes making out what was written on the handle, I knew who help it.
"I never thought in a million years that you would run into one" I said looking down at the name Joel Wing in neat handwriting.
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Learning To Fly With Broken Wings
FantasyJacinda is an avian, they are winged people that live in the mountains and have not been discovered by man. She thought she would never have to worry about anything until she meets Joel. Now she is worried about one thing...falling in love.
