Nodding Davilon get a fine scissor, long enough to make one quick cut as he got ready to do it. "Okay in 3...2...1..." Davilon used the scissors and cut off one of her wings cleanly and, to his hopes, painlessly as possible.<br/>-----<br/>Col stood tall. Facing towards the city edge "if we head that way... there are many creatures that may help feed that hunger I believe. But first I need to head back to the storehouse and gather more Ammo, or we could go there and have something to eat." COl suggested.