Lucky shot

remi Remi could easily hear the sound of Vai's voice but her words hardly made an impact on his mind. Flee, flee, flee. The words resounded in his mind and his body quaked with the desire to flail and in any way that he could force himself from the net. His man's mind knew that this was a ludicrous plan, but still his animal instincts continued to battle. As the net suddenly fell away, Remi could feel his heart both stop and stutter painfully in his chest. Relief washed through him as the animalistic impulses in his mind began to quiet somewhat. Through the fog of pain and emotions his mind began to take hold of his senses once again, and vaguely he could feel Vai's fingertips against his back. As they roamed near the place where the tree branch had punctured his skin, he gave an immediate squawk of pain. The jolt of white-electric heat that bit at his exposed skin dulled, and then seemed to quiet immediately. The pain was ... gone? His mind still tensed in the absence of the hurt as if expecting it to come back at any moment. Still on his stomach, Remi flexed his body slightly and other than the pain in his wing, he felt nothing where his skin had only moments ago been open. Awkwardly the bird tried to stand, using his wings for balance but ultimately falling onto his chest with an unhappy trill of pain.