Gilbird is Dead T_T (gilbert's POV)
''Wolf! Slow down. ''The young brunette dragged me by my arm at a fast pace.
''No this is important." She insisted. I don't know why she's dragging me around muddy ally ways, but I do know something is up. The girl in front of me is never serious.
"Keep up." She bolted foreword..
"Why do we have to run around?" She stopped and kneeled over a small yellow object. I did the same. The ground below was crimson and stray feathers lay around it.
"My poor Gilbird." My eyes were full of tears.
"I'm sorry. My dog got off her leash." I watched as Wolf fell to her knees beside me. "I tried to stop her. Gilbird didn't make it. The wound was too deep." She put her arms around my neck and whispered.
"I'm really sorry." I found my hands holding her lower back. I thought not now, don't let me invade her vital regions, but I couldn't stop myself. Her chest was pressed up against mine and she whispered again.
"It's only paper Mache." I was confused. What is she talking about? "It's fake." She let go and pointed at the dead bird lying on the ground. I looked at the wet paper on the gravel. "Too bad it started to rain. I thought it would have been a nice day."
"You ass!" I yelled at her as my very well and lively Gilbird flew in and took perch in Wolf's hair.
"I had a lil' help from Felic to make the paper Mache Gilbird. And Ivan gave me some fake blood, I'm not sure if it's fake though. Sooooo Yeah I decided to be a little mean." She held out her hand to help me up."Stop getting your butt all wet over nothing."
"I hate you" She wrapped her arms around my waist.
"I love you too."