
((Want to be a part of the bad America flock? Miles want an army))

((How about you are already a prisoner))

((Hey don't make something up. Someone else has to be dragging you. Now there's only 2 people in the bad flock and there both hanging out))

The cut on his leg was stitched up and his arm was wrapped. "The stupid bear broke my arm" he stood up and tried to hide the pain

Miles came back stumbling through the door. He had a large cut on his leg and he was clutching his arm. "I was attacked by a f**king bear" he said quickly and went into his room. He stocked up his leg. You could hear a few muffled screams from outside.

Charlie sat up, he could see someone's aura out side "lance, lance wake up"

(Snow go to the refugee flock)

((Let's just pretend you were here))

"It's fine, you were protecting yourself. Ill be fine in a few weeks"

"It feels better, there was this burning feeling but its gone now. Thank you" hawk laid down and fell asleep

((No, don't do that! Just make him heal the infection if you must))

Hawk woke up. His leg was throbbing. "It's getting worse" he whispered to himself

"Don't sink to their level, Jason" hawk turned to comfort him but his another burst of pain came from his leg. He screamed as his vision blurred. Then he passed out.

"They told me that they had wanted you guys to come. They wanted to kill us all"