The last couple of weeks, Shoto had finally given in and allowed an NPC to treat his injuries. The dual-furred canine, now covered in bandages, stepped outside of the hut he'd been staying in. Of course, he was way up on the spiral, as he wasn't a coward, therefore, he had been able to climb up, despite being injured. The only thing that hadn't changed, he was still refusing to eat much and it was making him sick. Stumbling around, he made his way over to one of the platforms that stretched outward, where he could see the rest of the territory below. Holding his breath, he continued to step towards the edge, and he found himself falling in the direction of the ground.

Or that's what everyone else might think. Large, white wings suddenly stretched out and pulled Shoto upward roughly. "Note to self: never unfurl my wings suddenly." He muttered to himself, though he managed to smoothly glide down until he reached the ground. Suppressing a shudder, he blinked and sat down.

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