"A-anna... Stop..." He gasped, trying to lift himself up, but his limbs failed him and he collapsed. Thoughts swarmed his unconscious mind, thoughts of how he would never be human again, never see her again. He would live his life lonely and unloved by all, only because of those foolish villagers.<br/><br/>He slowly opened his eyes, feeling a bird of prey pecking at his wing. Hissing, he swiped an arm at it, but it flew off before he hit. Then he remembered. He almost got up, but the shooting pain in his wing stopped him from getting far. "Damn villagers..." he grunted, taking hold of the arrow and snapping it in half with ease, then removed both pieces. With part of his wing torn, he wouldn't be flying anywhere for a while. Walking, though painful, was his only option. It was already starting to get late as he headed towards the village, the only thing on his mind was to get Anna back.