Hesitantly, she nodded, taking on the reality that, soon, two of her few friends in this wretched place of war would be lost to her, forever.
Even if they did not die here, she would never know, because she would not be here to find out


Katrina looked around the courtyard of Felosi. It seemed to be so… empty. That’s probably because it was. There was no one in the courtyard, which was noramally filled with markets and people playing around.
But now, it was just empty.
She walked over and sat down on a chair in the courtyard. She rested her head back and she looked up at the sky.
They moon was bright and high in the sky. It was late.
When was the last time she had a chance to sleep? She seemed to be running on just pure adrenalin. But wouldn’t that run out soon?
She could see a bird fly above.
Katrina wasn’t sure if that was a wild bird, or one of the avians doing a patrol over the area, looking out for any signs of any aggression.
She heard someone walk up to her and sit down next to her. She looked over to see that it was Zake. Katrina sighed and then looked back up at the sky.
The bird was circling around and then it flew past another bird. The other bird kept flying but then it changed direction to follow the first bird.
Katrina just observed them for a moment. She sighed. She couldn’t help but be worried, but wouldn’t you be worried if your home was going to have a huge battle in it? A battle that could possibly be lost.
‘Don’t think like that, Kat.’ She told herself.
“Don’t worry, Kat. It’ll be Ok.” Zake said next to her.
Katrina sighed. She knew that Zake didn’t know that. No one knew what was going to happen. Would they win against Jach and his soldiers? Would they defeat him? Or would Jach win and take over the shifters? Would Jach destroy Felosi?
She just didn’t want to think about it. It would just make her too worried. She would have to fight soon and she needed her wits about her.
“It’s just so… quiet. Almost calm…” Katrina said, absently to Zake as she gazed up again.
The calm before the storm.
Where had she heard that saying from? It was an old saying, she knew that.
She was looking up at the sky again. It seemed that the bird from before was being chased by about three other birds.
‘What’s going on?’ She wondered.
Then she remembered something Maya had said to her.
“I was chased by someone I know! Someone who lived in the village all their life! One of our own!”
Katrina sat up straight away and she looked up at the birds again. There were more birds chasing different birds. She looked next to her at Zake, alarm in her blue eyes.
“They’re here! They’re here!” she whispered to her, panic in her voice.
The fight was coming. She would have to lead the Felines. She was not ready for this.
“Katrina.” Zake said to her, in a tone that made her snap back into reality, “Katrina, listen to me. Whatever happens tonight, understand this. You can do this. You are a Gifted. You are born to do this.”
“I’m not ready, Zake.” She told him, forgetting all her annoyance for the serpent shifter.
“You are. Kat, whether you think you are ready or not, you have no choice. In times of war, the gifted takes over. You know this.” He said to her simply.
Katrina knew that he was right. She still didn’t want this. Was it wrong of her to want there to be no fight? Just to go back to life before all this mess. That was only, what? A few days ago.
It seemed to be longer than that. Much longer.
“Fine. Sound the alarm.” She said to Zake.
Zake nodded and did a mock salute, “Yes Ma’am!” he said, teasingly.
“Shut it.” She warned him, but she had a faint smile on her face.
Zake just winked at her and he walked over to a bell that was in the centre of the place. He pulled down on the rope and it went made the lound clanging noise three times.
The Avian soldiers that were on the ground, the Felines and the Serpents, came out of where they had been preparing.
They didn’t say anything.
Katrina was about to speak when there was a noise at the gate. A knocking noise. What enemy knocked at the gate?
Katrina, Zake and a few soldiers went over to the gate. She peeked through the peep-hole and then she smiled, slightly.
She opened the gate up and saw Jalinar and several soldiers.
“Glad you could make it.” Katrina told him as they entered village, “The party’s about to start.” She told him.
Before Jalinar could speak, someone else did.
“The party has already started, Katrina.” Came a voice from behind Jalinar.
Suddenly Katrina understood. She saw a sword penetrate Jalinar’s chest and him get pushed over, dead.
Then he was there again and Katrina knew what she had saw was what would happen, unless she got Jalinar out of the way.
As fast as she could, she pushed the man over, before the sword could come. He looked at her belwirdered and then she stood up to look at the face of Tach, just with an evil expression and a cold feeling.
“Hello Jach.” Katrina spat as she drew the silver sword from her hip.
NaNoWriMo1479 wrote:Write or Die is exactly what you need. Go easy on yourself though. In your situation, I would set it for maybe 500 words in 20 minuetes, and turn up the vulume on your computer really loud. Set it on Strict and Normal Mode. I almost garentee you'll be able to find out what happens to Damon in 20 minuetes or less.
Okay, so how about everyone look at your last paragraph, and pick out your best and worst sentence from each?
My Best-Hesitantly, she nodded, taking on the reality that, soon, two of her few friends in this wretched place of war would be lost to her, forever.
My Worst-Even if they did not die here, she would never know, because she would not be here to find out
My best and my worst are back to back XD

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