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

When the girl snapped, she hardly felt a thing inside. She shared the grief, and there was nothing else to feel. But Kendra.. this would ruin her. "Look at him Kendra! He is gone," She exclaimed, defeated. She had not expected the girl to break away from her brother's deceased form so easily, but she had to do something, or at least get her to come to terms with the fact that he was dead. No amount of pressure would make the wounds stop bleeding, it would stop on it's own when it did not flow. "He is your brother, and he will always be so. But you need to let him go," It was her job, and even though she had failed, she had promised to look out for them. 

"He was brave, but now he is with Meldresi," Her tone had calmed, as she began to pray to Sithis, like Meldresi had told her herself. 

"Sithis is Mephala's Consort. Keeper of the Void, where we all go when we die." 

She had not believed her, that there was some calm place over the rainbow. But in that moment, she begged it to be so. She turned away from the girl, leaving her to grieve. Instead, she turned to the broken corpse of the lion, with the utmost hatred she had ever experienced. "Fuck!" And she tore at it's neck, even though there was no pulse. The cat was stone cold, yet it's eyes haunted her with the deranged grin it had in it's ominous eyes. And so she cut them out too. By the time she had finished her rage tantrum, the thoughts had only grown. It's insides spilled out like Peitro's blood trickled from his body. She failed.

And then she was gone.