Blackfeather Woods The day I lost my other half...

Kendra's eyes teared up in panic when she saw Pietro laying their motionlessly. She rushed to him and nudged him. Nemesis came quickly, while her father was battling the cat. She was inhaling quickly when Nemesis spoke about her herbs a full blown panic attack came to her. "I don't-- I never---," she let out, feeling so, so guilty. She started the burst out in to crying because of the guilt. She never learned how to be a healer because she didn't want to. How horribly selfish. Her brother just saved her life and she couldn't save his. No. No. This was not how it was suppose to go. Kendra draped herself over her brother's bleeding body. "Pietro!," she cried out loudly. "I'm so sorry. Forgive. Please be okay! Pietro! No! Please!," she whined.

Tears were making her vision impossible and she was not sure how her father was doing against the cat. "Daddy!," she sniffled. "Daddy.. I don't want to lose him.." Now Kendra was crying because she felt like the cat was going to murder him too. "Nemesis! Daddy!," she spoke. She would keep Pietro warm, he was cold, and she would lay over his wounds so the blood won't seep out, that was logical right? She needed to do at least something. "Pietro please..," she cried out.