The Writer
Your Doom
Flower looked at him and then looked at her. She motioned for her to sits down and flower did. She saw her shirt stained with blood and pulled it up to see a piece of bark had gotten under the shirt and was stuck in her back. She slowly pulled it out and cleaned the wound. Her back was bruised in several places but there wasn't any real damage. Flower sighed in relief as she was told this. With some pain medicine and a warning flower stood up again. She smiled, her neck was also strained but that wasn't important.