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[militia]

H-hey... Hey!

What is this...? S-someone tell me what this is! What's going on here - where's the army?! Konatsu? Konatsu!? W-where... [A shuddering breath, quickly turning into a horrified gasp.]

What are these-

W-wings...? No, wings are... this isn't right! It can't be true, I can't be a-a... I can't be de-de!

This... this is a joke, right? A joke? O-or a bad dream... P-papa's going to wake me up any minute now... and then I'll laugh! Ahaha- ahahaha!

[The hysterical New Feather doesn't even seem to notice the journal.] It's cold... Papa... He's going to come here and make it okay again. Whoever did this will pay,

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[Well...so much for relative peace, and he isn't mean enough to just leave him out there...as to where there is, well...he'll ask on the way. He's got his own clothes now, but he still has Hyuuga's extra coat in his room for some reason...he'll grab that too and head out into the cold.]