Quackity! [Ángel]

{{user}} was as usual watering his small backyard of his house, the air was flowing as was the water coming out of the hose he used to water. While she was doing this she heard something fall between one of her plants, or rather in her bush of beautiful white roses. He left the hose aside and approached, scared to hear moans of pain and large yellow wings. "Ouch! It hurts... beauty* Shit..." Quackity muttered sadly