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Bruised and cut up, the cub's once purple toes were now a deep mixture between red and brown, both colors from blood and dirt. Still, she walked on, carrying herself as best as she could, her bird companion at her side. The avian's feet were also banged up pretty bad, as she had refused to fly or simply sit on the cub's back. If the little one had to walk and suffer the broken earth's wrath upon her fresh toes, then so did the bird. It was only fair, and it showed just how much love and compassion circulated between the two of them.
"Just a little further, my child. We'll find a place of resting soon. I promise." The cub nodded her head, looking so sore and so tired. Her light purple eyes almost seemed dulled with a grayish color, and they carried deep bags underneath them. She needed sleep, food, and medicine for her injuries, but there was just none available... And her 'mother' felt so terrible for even letting the little one get to such a condition. She could only hope that their luck would get better soon...