Ch. 8: A Gift from a Friend

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Billy wasn't in his best day, he had a tired, defeated expression, compelled with purple bruises. His friends quickly, came to help him. The crows had him for sure, and he sacrificed himself for his friends (and possibly thought of Phoenix Eggwhites) to make matters worse, the crows ended up escaping!

 The crows had him for sure, and he sacrificed himself for his friends (and possibly thought of Phoenix Eggwhites) to make matters worse, the crows ended up escaping!

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Phoenix blamed herself, for it. But Billy and his friends, reassured her that it wasn't her fault. Billy hated seeing his new friend sad. Although it was him who was hurt, he didn't want her to feel hurt. 

-" So, you have a soft side, in you; huh?" Phoenix said, after a while.

Billy Hatcher paused, to then continue.

-" Listen, I'll pluck the feathers of Dark Raven, and his crows; if he laid a finger on either of you."

-" Or bake them into a pie." Phoenix suggested.

Billy rolled his eyes.

-" Creative, but not at all practical."

Thanks to Phoenix's sense of humor, Billy Hatcher, recovered fast and was ready for more crow-busting action, alongside his friends

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