This is an angsty fic about my Radea "after the day of unity" AU/Unasked for head-canon. I adore Radea with all my being. She doesn't talk about how much it hurts to have her limbs detach, she's used to it. But this is the first time it's... bled. The longer the removed limb stays, well, removed, the more it hurts. So, what does she decide is the best way to combat both her new found agony and crippling sadness of having no idea we're any of her kids are? Why, take care of everyone else she dragged into the owl house with her of course! But one person isn't to keen on letting her continue the sheared... Okay, okay, listen. I'm new. I have literally NEVER used Wattpad and I am writing this the first day I got it. This, will be rushed and I'm not sure exactly how GOOD my writing to please be honest, but kind... please- Also. Could someone please explain to me how to search for FanFiction here-!? I can't seem to figure it out and nothing popped up 😭