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Devon awoke mid-day after hours of fitful mourning. She wiped her eyes, red with weeping, and struggled to her feet. once on her feet, she turned to look at her mother's still body. she hugged the corpse one last time, then looked to find her sister. spotting the ball of tangerine orange and black fur, Devon stumbled over and gazed at the last of her family. I will protect her, Mother. I swear she will survive, and I will avenge your death. Bandrial will fall.

Nudging the ball of fur, her sister slowly began to awake. Watchawantdevon

Come on Siaunna Devon sighed, we're leaving.

At this her sister looked up at her, emerald eyes gleaming with excitement. Where're we going?

Devon turned her back to her sister, hiding her face behind a veil of hair. she looked up slowly, face to the sky. To bury our family. She said solemnly. Siaunna fell silently to her side as she walked from the infirmary, she stumbled slowly to the main gate, dreading her arrival, but knowing it was imminent. Devon, sister at her side, limped through the town, passing mourners of the dead. Passing body after body, stepping around the pools of blood that had formed, she wondered what it had all been for. Why did the innocent die for something she knew was her fault?

As if in staunch defiance, the sun could be seen gleaming through the thick smoke of the burnt houses. It spread its golden fingers over the crippled town, trying to heal what could not be. The mourners of the dead did not so much as glance up at her as she passed, despite the tiger the size of a small elephant at her side.

Arriving at the gate, she began searching for her brothers. She was not prepared for what she did find. The battlefield outside the town was strewn with the mutilated bodies of the animals of the forest. She recoiled at the gruesome sight, and felt a lump form in her throat. The smell of rotting flesh met her nose suddenly, and she leaned over, puking. Once finished, Devon righted herself, holding her arm over her nose to keep the stench from her nose. "I did this. I sent them to their deaths," She said, "This is my fault..." Tears began to stream down her face.

Then she saw the bodies of her family, maimed and desecrated. Her brothers all had spears sticking out of their sides. Devon ran to the bodies, weeping in agony. Iin one day, she had lost her her entire family save her sister, at her side.

There she kneeled, at the side of what was left of her family, and wept.