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Now those thoughts made her sick. The harsh buring of this Mesa biome got her dizzy. It didn't help that Cellbit had her bag. It was hot and her croptop clung to her as it was soaked in blood from before. Her hair was a mess and her wings were something she didn't want to focus on.

It made her want to sob, her cheeks were warm and it wasn't because of the weather, she fanned herself with stuttering inhales. She didn't deserve to cry. Phil's wings were re-clipped, Bags wings were messed up even more and she didn't need to make her clipped wings all about her.

But it did hurt. She didn't want to clean them, they hurt to move. She couldn't preen them alone that was for damn sure. They were bandaged in the most careful way they could be by none other than faithful team leader of Bolas. She tried to keep her expression neutral during that time, not to cry or ask avian questions. She shook heavily though and it made Phil's heart ache.