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// Rest 
// Story: Whispering Zero, City of the Dead 
// by Aetaes Wolf 
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It's been a few weeks. My wing is sprained, it'll be months before I can fly properly again, I'll have to rebuild my wing strength once it's fully healed.... Zero won't let me outside, but he does take me up to the roof sometimes. I guess he's just trying to protect me. I actually don't mind, this has to be the most rest I've gotten since this whole fucking thing started. Whisper sits by the window, looking out. Snow was falling from the clouds that had been brought here on the wind, a slight chill in the air. She turns her attention to the door as it opens, Zero walking into the room, a bag in his mouth. Zero sets the bag on the bed, Whisper walks over to it. "Supplies?"

Zero nods. Whisper looks to Zero. "Water? Or food?"

Zero nudges the bag closer to her. "F... F... Fo... od.... Food..."

Whisper grins as he says the word. This seems to be how she's going to teach him to talk, by asking questions or trying to get him to repeat words. Whisper puts her muzzle in the bag, taking out the neatly wrapped up food that was inside it, placing it on the end table. "Thanks Zero."

Zero smiles, giving a slight nod of his head in reply. Whisper climbs onto the bed, laying down with her hooves tucked neatly under her. She shivers slightly as the cold wind blows through the open window. Zero blinks, tilting his head a bit. He walks over to the window, closing it and walking over to Whisper. Whisper blinks as he lays down beside her, pressing his body against her. He's trying to keep me warm... It's helping, at least. Whisper lets out a breath. "I still don't understand why you're helping me. Logically, you should have killed me by now."

Zero remains silent. He looks at Whisper, lifting up his hoof and gently putting it on the scar under her eye, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Whisper perks a brow. "What? You wanna know how I got this?" She points to the scar with her hoof.

Zero tucks his hoof under him, giving a nod. Whisper lets out a breath, thinking back to when she got it. "Let's see.... It was not long after the break out started..... I guess that would have been two years ago? I was eighteen, my sister was twenty-three. We were running, trying to find shelter. Somewhere, anywhere, away from the infected. We ran into a witch. My sister was able to sneak past it.... I... Wasn't so lucky." She lets out a sigh. "I startled it, and it attacked me. I don't remember much after that, expect for waking up in the cloud house. Apparently the damned thing almost killed me, and left me this scar."

Zero tilts his head a bit. "W... W.... Wi... tch..?"

Whisper nods. "Yeah. They're the infected that either sit or walk around, just crying. Harmless enough if they don't know you're there. If you startle them, though. You've got a small chance of surviving their attacks."

Zero looks at Whisper, his eyes saying "But you survived."

Whisper chuckles slightly. "Yeah, but it was just luck." She sighs. "Just dumb luck... Just like everything else that's happened to me."

Zero looks at her confused. Whisper rests her head on the bed. "I've just had a streak of dumb luck my whole life. From my being a pegasus to my special talent. Hell, I'm only alive because of fucking luck."

She lets out a breath, there was a sadness in her light blue eyes. Zero flattens his ears a bit, reaching down to nuzzle her, trying to comfort her. Whisper smiles slightly, returning the nuzzle a bit. "Thanks, Zero."

Zero smiles, pulling back, her ears perking up as the sadness in her eyes subsided a bit. Whisper looks at Zero as he takes off his hoodie, perking a brow. "What are you-"

She blinks as he nudges his hoodie toward her, giving a slight smile. "You... Want me to wear it...?"

Zero nods as he pushes it closer to her. "W... Wa.... rm..... Warm...."

Whisper blinks. Warm..? She gives a nod as she pulls the hoodie on, lowering the hood once its on as to not cover her face. She gives a slight smile. "It is warm. Thank you."

Zero smiles, getting up and walking to the door, turning to Whisper. "W... Wait..."

He opens the door, walking out and closely it gently behind him. Whisper yawns, the sky growing darker as night begins to set in. She rests her head on the bed again. Never thought I'd befriend a hunter. I wonder what mom and dad would make of this. She sighs. Spell must be going mad with worry right now. She closes her eyes. I'll go find her once I've fully recovered.... I don't know if I should bring Zero, though. She might just shoot him as soon a she sees him. She gives another yawn. I'll worry about that later... She relaxes her body, letting sleep engulf her.