002 / Video
[With the device knocked on to it's side, it seems there are small piles of dust gathering on one of the floors of a room. Following the trail of dust, you see tiny feather's, fluffy and round at the tips though slightly red with drying blood.
A rattle and a crash are heard off screen before she plops down on the ground near the rest of the dust with a large stick that's had branches broken off in to nubs. Reaching behind her, she winces silently while scratching at her wings, dust fluttering down as new feathers seem to be growing in.
Times like this were why she envies the other kids who were given tails or ears. They didn't have to deal with molting like she constantly did... Then again, she wishes the children and herself were never subject to such experiments either... Thinking on that, she shakes her head and continues with trying to rub her wings with her arms wrapping around herself.
Still, molting hurts.]
A rattle and a crash are heard off screen before she plops down on the ground near the rest of the dust with a large stick that's had branches broken off in to nubs. Reaching behind her, she winces silently while scratching at her wings, dust fluttering down as new feathers seem to be growing in.
Times like this were why she envies the other kids who were given tails or ears. They didn't have to deal with molting like she constantly did... Then again, she wishes the children and herself were never subject to such experiments either... Thinking on that, she shakes her head and continues with trying to rub her wings with her arms wrapping around herself.
Still, molting hurts.]