Sleepy Fox Hollow spätjahr

Isa was met with praise, a major motivation for her as she took a step back, watching as her father limp. Rare cracks in the holier-than-thou attitude began to show as the concern came in, a frown on her features. “Did I hurt you, Vader?” She asked, concerned, wondering what herbs might be used.
 
For all the smack she gave her brother, she had never considered the true consequences of an actual fight… of wounding one another. Her fights with Emmerich were just words, never harming one another despite how they might wish to… perhaps a bruise or two but nothing more.
 
But here, she had hurt her father, and she decided she did not like the feelings that came with that.