MALLARD* :3

YOU ARE A DUCK, MALLER

HE POISONED MY CHILD THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

...

Pereth: *isn't working* ..

*pats* :3 hero child *backs away with her* you see. I may be a psychopath but I ain't seen nothing like this...

*pulls away and runs away*

*stabbing knife through hand*

Pereth: *hacking*

*bitch slaps* WHY MY CHILD?!?!

JEEEFFFFRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY

Pereth: *silently choking on a bullet*

Pareth: *hacks up bullets from the past and spits them through both hunters chest*

Pareth: *collapses by a tree in exhaustion from constantly limping for hours*

*pulls out a red shirt and wipes blood all over it, puts in the dirty clothes basket*

*purposely puts finger under the needle, cautious not to make any sound and starts the machine*

Pareth: *dashes off, small parts of his wing are tracked behind* (his wing is like Silk or paper, it rips easily when torn at)

Pareth: *starts to flap, desperately trying to get away, yipping*

*turns head away and keeps sewing*

....