After a while of sketching, Ella decided that she was finished. The blonde looked down at the finished product and frowned slightly, pushing it away from her. There was something that didn't feel right about sketching a bird that was meant to die soon. Like some kind of creepy memorial thing. The whole thing just wasn't sitting well, y'know?

Gaze falling on the Jobberknoll once more, the blonde simply watched it curiously and tried to prepare herself for the fact that she might be hearing its scream soon. She shivered a bit but kept on looking.

It really was a pretty bird.