D2 Mallory
When Mira found Mallory, she appeared to be sitting in some kind of armory. There were a lot of old weapons around the room, but most of them seemed to be poor shape. Mallory was seated on a bench examining a crossbow.
"You're still here?" she said without really looking up.
"Yeah, and please don't give me the same warning I've heard over and over again today," Mira interjected. "I get that things can be dangerous here at night."
"Sure, you do," Mallory scoffed with a cynical smile. "But that's not what I was going to say. I was going to ask why all this matters to you."
"Oh. Well, it didn't seem right to leave you all behind. And who's going to be Anaheim's hockey team if you're stuck here?"
"Now that's something I miss," Mallory sighed. "There's no ice here, in case you didn't notice."
Mira nodded.
"We've just got to hurry up and get you all back to the Pond then."
"Oh sure. It's that easy."
Mallory stood up and raised the crossbow as if she preparing to fire it at a torn tapestry on the opposite wall, and Mira started to back up, but she bumped into small table. A glass statue of a rearing horse toppled onto the floor and shattered.
Mallory dropped the crossbow and sunk back against the wall.
"Oh man," Mira muttered as she put her hand to head. "I'm sorry. I'll get something and clean this up."
Then she looked up at Mallory and saw the strange expression on her face.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine," Mallory said, but her reply sounded forced.
Mira walked over and picked up the crossbow, but when she tried to hand it back, Mallory wouldn't take it.
"I'm not gonna get it to work anyway," she said as she walked away. "I'll get something for the glass."
Mira watched as Mallory left the room rather quickly and wondered why she seemed so unsettled.
If you want to hear what the other ducks have to say, then select D2 _(their name)_ from the list. It doesn't matter what order you follow, except that Wildwing should be last.