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"Alright..." Lyra paused for a second, staring at the cup, then hesitantly took a small sip.

"You need drink all of it." He said.

"Oh, okay." She drank the whole glass and set it down. Then she felt a sharp pain in her back, she quickly took off the sweatshirt she was wearing, underneath, she was still wearing pajamas. You could clearly see the scars on her shoulder blades above the tank top she was wearing.

The pain was getting excruciating, she sunk to her knees, sucking in air through her teeth. "Is- wh- whats happening?" She stammered through clenched teeth.

"Your cells are regenerating!", Drago said.

Lyra was doubled over with pain at this point, the scars on her back opened, something seemed to be growing out of them. She was groaning in pain, whatever was growing out of her back was hurting her, a lot.

Whatever was growing out of her back was grey and pallid, not matching her skin tone, nor the teal of her wings. She cringed in pain again. Eventually, the gap between her wings and back was closed, but the flesh that connected them looked grey and dead, almost rotted.

Shakily, Lyra got to her feet, then attempted to move her wings, a sharp pain shot through her body, she sunk to her knees again. Hesitating, she moved her wings again, the grey, pallid flesh seemed to disintegrate and melt off her back. She remained seated on the floor a bit longer, looking defeated.

“He was serious about that curse, huh.” She bit her lip, then attempted to move her shoulders, they were a bit sore. She sighed deeply.

"Well, I suppose that comes with being a wolf and all." Cliamain then brings his hand up to his chin in thought, saying, "In a camp full of teens like this, that hormone part must be particularly annoying..." Though he's a teen himself, so he's one to talk.

she chuckled " yes it can be quiet annoying, 24/7 i have to live with this being able to hear what everyone is saying, lets say my range for how far i can hear would be........ from here to ending of that forest and having heightened sense of smell is so bad when no one else knows what you know which is everythink that a person may be going through just from me breathing in." she smiled then laid down her huge wolf body onto the ground.

The boy decides to take a seat down on the ground, crossing his legs into a more relaxes position before carrying on the conversation. "So, which cabin do you belong to? I've seen Agoraphobia getting a lot of our people lately... I, myself, stay at Arachnophobia."

she watches him sit down in font of her and speaks with a gently voice " well i think its me and a guy in the cabin Nyctophobia, no one else has moved in yet so its cozy" she stretched her two front legs.

"I'm not done yet, I have to perform healing magic on you.", Drago said and your back was being healed by the shadows. Your rotten skin healed into your normal skin and your wings healed & connected to your floating wings.

She looked up at what was happening, Why would they try? She had an oc who's wings were also cut off, but rather than staying, the wings were burned for good measure. She was still... not feeling like any of this was normal, but she kept a lot of these things to herself however, as she disliked seeming nosy.

She then opened her Q, starting to write some parts of her story, feeling a little stuck, but trying anyways. She felt honestly? Confused, and sleepy, but she had a feeling that she might not sleep tonight at all. Where was her pillow? She searched in her luggage, taking out the dark green thin pillow, folded in half and having Chrismas type little designs on it, as she pulled it close to her and curled up on the matress, sniffing it absentmindedly and feeling calmer and better with it than without it.

((Btw, even though she can do magic, she is not only still mortal, she can do a kind of special breed of magic, not particularly rare, but difficult to do unless you're always stuck in your head, With music, which creates ilusions and usually shakes the ground +Other things that are actually real, most of them being so but ya know. It's, again, not particularly rare, but hard to master unless you have the right pitch or think of the right song for the occasion/circumstance))

Lyra stood, weak and exhausted, this whole thing was draining her energy. As she stood she looked over at Jaike, wondering what she was writing. She took a deep breath and tried to stretch out her now fixed wings.

She was cut short as the newly grown skin seemed to flash a bright red, then start to wither, just like before. It hurt, but she stayed on her feet this time. It rotted away, just like last time.

Slowly, she raised her head, eyes watering a bit from the pain. She was muttering to herself nervously. "This didn't happen when Lilac tried..." She shook her head. "But his curse, it's been what, four years now..." She continued mumbling under her breath, forgetting for a second that she was surrounded by her cabin mates.

“This a curse I never seen before! ****!”, Drago said angeredly.

She noticed that Lyra wasn't looking too good, and she felt bad, getting up and setting her phone on her bed, walking over and placing a hand on her shoulder, looking up at the drakonian, "Stop it, this might not seem like a big deal to you, but it's draining her" She said, a frown on her face, as she then looked to Lyra, "Need help getting up?" She asked, wanting to help one of the people whom didn't seem to mind her.

Lyra weakly held one of her shoulders. "T-thanks for trying, I didn't know it would... turn out like this." She accepted Jaike's help in standing up.

She sat down on one of the beds, not hers, one of the bottom bunks that hadn't been claimed yet. "Nobody's ever really tried that, except Lilac and that was before the curse really set in, the blood hadn't dried yet. He never really told me about the curse, but then again I'm not sure he even intended to curse me..." She trailed off, resting her head in her hands. "Oh, I'm rambling, aren't I..."

"No no, it's fine, I ramble all the time so it's not a big deal" Jaike was quick to assure the other, sitting next to her, "It there anything that could help you with the pain?" She asked, not knowing if regular Aspirin would help with anything. She felt like she needed to help people a lot of the time, not really thinking about it much but just doing it.

Drago began coughing up blood.

Lyra weakly smiled at Jaike. "T-thanks, uh, I don't know, I could try taking some painkillers or something. One of the counselors probably has asprin." She sighed, then abruptly jumped, seeing Drago coughing up blood. "Holy shit are- are you alright?"

Drago couldn’t reply because he was still coughing up blood.