Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29524970-20160808030602/@comment-24376783-20160808053231

The Blacky Harpy stood her ground, prepared this time, even moreso after hearing his apology. Her body was tense, except for her wing, with she let hang limply as her side to prevent furthering the rate of bloodloss. She would need healed though. If not that, then at least treated. It didn't seem to change her preparedness though, as she remained firm with an unwavering gaze on the figure.