To Save A Life || cap-siicle
{ READY: (AU) STARTER. AIM: cap-siicle FIRE! }
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Stubbornly, the hawk fought to remain aloft. If he could just get to somewhere safe to rest for the night, since evening was fast approaching, and to sleep on the forest floor was a death wish for a creature whose advantage lay with the sky.
One of his wings was injured, and just flapping it sent excruciating pain through his shoulder and spine. To any on-lookers, whether human or animal, he might even appear drunk, or disorientated, though it was clear he was favoring his left wing. Clint wasn’t even able to pay attention to where he was going, too focused on just trying to get somewhere, and keep going. Lower and lower he soared, unable to fly at a decent height with only one uninjured wing.
Suddenly, trees turned into empty air, and underbrush gave way to asphalt as he flew right in the middle of a lone highway. Lone, but not empty, as it was just his luck that a car was coming by just as the injured hawk flew into view. Talons could do little except scrape the window as he hit the side of it while the driver swerved to his presence, and Clint was catapulted to the side of the road, landing underneath a nearby bush.
