With a flutter, the winged creature alighted on a branch, shaking the tree's leaves a bit. Still, the landing was ungraceful and wobbly. Grasping the branch with his hands, he winced as he irritated an injury. 'That damned hunter,' he thought. The man that had done this to him had been skilled, and knew just where to stab him to truly hurt him. Cursing, he tried to hold on to consciousness now that he was safe. The pain was swiftly catching up to him, and he felt himself losing his grip on consciousness. Swallowing hard, he told himself that he couldn't fall asleep, not yet. He was still in hunter territory, who knew if any of them saw him land. There could be tons of them just waiting for him to let his guard down. Holding a hand over the deep stab wound in his abdomen, he tried to apply pressure, but the blood just kept pumping from between his fingers. 'Will I die here?' he asked himself, beginning to shake as fear filled him. Trembling, he pressed harder on the wound, trying to staunch the blood flow. 'Ugh, it hurts...' he thought, praying that he would be okay, pulling his wings close and wrapping them around his weakening body.