Feather instantly froze up, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He didn't know how to react. He tried to speak, but the only sound he could manage was a small squeak. He tilted his head down, closing his eyes, trying to force himself to calm down and not cry, but he crouched down and cried anyways. He sobbed softly, placing his hand on the floor for support. He made a horrible screeching noise in the back of his throat, struggling to stay quiet. The nurse just kind of stood there, unsure of what to do. He cried silently, tears falling uncontrollably. He gasped for breath, his throat tightening. He could barely think straight. He eventually laid down on the floor, covering his eyes with his hand. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. He couldn't. He couldn't breathe. Please. Calm down. He sobbed loudly, curling up into a ball, wrapping his wings around himself, his tail twitching nervously. He struggled for breath, his chest heaving. Just breathe. Please. Calm down. You're going to be fine. This is just a sick joke. They're fine. Searchlight's fine.
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