Tinker replies in Agony, "No they beat me to death, im wounded, no bandages.and worse of all, they have all my wepoans and took all my powers. I am usless." She cries, she lowers her head in shame, "Why me?" She scratches under her hoarse voice, She looked around the camp, It was awfyl, Dead furries bodies, blood stained clotthes, weapons that they could easily kill her with, her 3 tails swayed in sadness at the thought of her letting down all her fellow furrie, the ones who are sying for her, the ones who HAVE died for her, And the ones she loves....