The walk to her house-roost was a short but filling adventure unto itself. Meaning I was propositioned by nearly every female except for the elderly and the too young. Thankfully. But the state of the City had me gawking as she pulled me along, most of the roosts (I assumed that's what they call them) were in disrepair and were mostly about to fall apart. It looked like the place was a disaster area that just didn't seem to recover.

Slowly in front of us a tumbleweed rolled across our path. I stopped and watched it as it blew off, the female griffin just kept walking. Or what ever you call that thing they do on all fours. What had stopped me was the fact that I saw the remnants of what seemed to be a library. I don't always go into towns or big cities, but when I do, I always go to the nearest library or book store. This was, to me, a travesty. I slowly walked over to the destroyed building, looking at book spines and pages that fluttered around. The building must have crumbled in the last few weeks, cause most of the names on the books were still mostly ledgible. From what I could tell. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what the hell they said, the language barrier just happened to rear its ugly head again. Joy.

I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Hey dweeb, you coming or not? The doc said you need to stay close to me till you get your own roost. Come on, we need to get back to my place so I can finish repairing the hole in my roof that you made."

'So it was her house, oops...' I tried smiling at her and motioning for her to go. She turned around with a roll of her eyes and a flick of her tail.

"Dweeb." she flared her wings and took off.

'shit.' I stood there dumbstruck, watching her fly away in the direction of what I assume was her roost. After a few seconds, I blinked and began running after her. I tried to weave my way around obstacles, roosts, and other griffins in my attempt to keep up with her, but as a rather large cart rolled in front of me, I slammed face first into it.

I dropped to the ground as I tumbled away from the cart, breaking a few old wooden boxes as I fell. I gave out a squak as I felt a rather large splinter gouge my leg. I lifted the injured limb and tried to survey the damage. 'double shit.' I looked on as my left leg bled due to the small shaft of wood protruded from it. The piece of wood was only about five or six inches long and half an inch thick. 'Why the hell do I keep getting hurt?! This sucks a shit ton!'.

I reached and grabbed the piece of wood, barely even noticing the two who had come around and were looking at me. I winced as the pain finally registered, letting go of the splinter. "Ah!" I reached down again, bracing for the pain, and ripped it out. As pain lanced up my leg, I grabbed it in an attempt to stem the flow of blood that had already begun to flow out of it.

A new female appeared at my side with a strip of cloth and tried to pry my ha-claw away. Her fur was a light almost golden color and her feathers were dark-ish brown with silver hi-lights. "Here, let me help you. I know how to do this."

"RRaaaht!" I brushed her h-claws away and grabbed the cloth for myself. I quickly wrapped the cloth around my leg a couple times and tied it off. "Raaht." I stuck out a h-claw for her to help me up, she just looked at it confused.

"What?" she looked at me like I had grown a second head. Over head, I heard the tell-tale sound of cussing and the flapping of wings as The first female showed up.

"What the heck you get yourself into this time dweeb? The hell?! what you do to him? Now their gonna be on my ass for this! Damn it, here, let me help you up." She reached down and grabbed me by the arm again and pulled me up, mindful of my leg. "Why the heck didn't you fly with me? You wouldn't of had this happen to you, ya dweeb." She looked me over one last time. "Come on, we need to get you to my place already, Gruff Is already ruffled enough."

"Hey, he's mine Freda, I found him! back off!" The second one pipped up, fluffing out her chest plumage and flaring her wings a little. She brushed up to Gilda as I stood there.

Gilda (as I now know her name(should have guessed earlier)) Leaned me on the back of the cart and slowly began to do what I thought o be a territorial showdown. The two began circling each other and fluffing out their plumage and wings in an attempt to scare each other. As realization hit her, Gilda stopped, smiled and walked over to me. "You know Airius, you need to get back to your cockrel before another wren snaps him up."

I checked my leg again only to find that it had already partially closed up. "RRaaht, raa raaht." I pointed at the closing wound, trying to catch her attention. She looked down to where I was pointing, and with a surprised look, bent down a began inspecting it.

"What in the name of Grover? How is this even possible?! We need to get you back to the hospital so they can figure out what's going on." She stood up and grabbed my arm again, flaring her wings and taking off.

"RRAAAAHT!" I clutched onto her h-claw with all I had as we went airborn, causing her to careen into the building next to up. As we fell, I grabbed Gilda and positioned myself between her and the ground with a twist. As we hit, I felt what seemed to be a rather large piece of wood lance through my chest. Gilda rolled off to my left, away from the building and came up on her ha-claws and paws. I began coughing up blood and shakely looked to my chest to find a broken spar sticking out. Oddly enough it barely hurt.

"OH SHIT! You IDIOT!" Freda ran back to my side, panicking And on the verge of tears. "Why didn't you just FLY?!"

I looked up to her and grabbed her shoulder. "G-cough-et m-me o-cough-ff t-this d-cough-amn t-thing!" Her eyes rolled up and she droped like a sack of potatoes. Right on my legs, further spearing me onto the spar with a sickening crunch of my rib cage falling apart and a shlorp of blood and what seemed to be a portion of my heart. I felt the ground on my back and my blood pooling down into a puddle. I noticed that it had been a few seconds longer that necessary to kill me, as I was still conscious despite the blood loss.

I looked around to see a few griffins looking at us like they would watch a funeral, that sad, almost regretful look they watch the coffin go by. I raised my arm and shakely tried to wave a few over to help, not even the wren Airius just stair dumbfounded.

I frowned and waved a little more frantically, garnering a little better response, One of the males walked forward and grabbed my claw, but not to pull me off. He bent down and held my claw like a total bro. "It's ok, go into the light, stop fighting, you've earned your passage to Elesyum. Remember me brother, we will meet in the afterlife." his colors were very ordinarily brown and white. He gave me a pat on the shoulder with his free claw.

I coughed a little blood in his face and gave him a dirty look. "Get me off this damn stick, you asshat." Apparently all I had to do to talk was use my mouth like I normally do. 'This is a bunch of bull, I need someone to help me get off this damn thing! Why won't they help?!'

from the crowd, a donkey walked out, looking at me like I had steped on his tail. "No offense!" I hacked a bit more blood onto mister idiot here.

"Some taken, Feather brain." He waked away into the crowd, pushing what I could only assume to be a janitors cart.

I watched as he walked away. "Damn, granted." I pulled Asshat down to talk to me, "Pull me off-ach this damn stick, Asshat."

With a look of awe, the griffin finally decided to pull me off the spar, after he removed Freda from my lap. As he pulled me off, a few of the rest of them decided to 'Grant my final wish', as it were. They all gathered around me and lifted me off. I felt my bones grind against the wood and slow down the progress as they pinched it as they were pulled on. As the spar finally left my chest cavity, I noticed that I still felt my heart beating despite having a chunk missing. As they sat me down, I decided to look, the organ was mostly on display as it beat there, blood flowed out still, in minor torrents at each beat, but the pain had dulled to the point to where I could barely feel it.

I looked back to the rest of them and smiled. "Do any of you have a camera? I really want a picture." They began to murmur amongst themselves as the flesh knitted its' self back together, the bones slowly setting and aligning and ligaments reattaching. I reached in and poked my heart. "Heh, this is really weird, any of you ever see something like this?!"

Author's Note

sorry couldn't fit the whole thing into one chapter, the next will be out soon enough.

This little fleshy-bit went; wee wee wee, all the way back to where it was supposed to go!