Rivalry or friendship? Closed

@Nico Shymane @Ariana Walker @Kara Capricorn

The girl in the hospital bed was getting paler. She was beginning to show signs of a concussion, and Katrina hoped there was some sort of magical way to heal that. Her knowledge only extended so far, as her childhood was one without magic. Red began to seep through the bandages on her head and the lioness bit her lip, there was no point in removing them, it would only make the wound heal much slower. Before Katrina could further analyze the state the unconscious girl was in, she felt back asleep. Instinct had Katrina reaching for her wrist and checking her pulse. Still steady.

The 12-year-old looked over the shoulder to where the nurses usually came in, instead, she came face to face with another girl. This one had her arms folded and an acutely impatient look on her face. A flash of light glinted off of a badge on her clothes, she was a prefect. That realization must have slipped her mind when she had first addressed the situation.

The girl demanded an explanation, when no one spoke up, she said it again. "Well- I was, I mean," Katrina fumbled over her words. It was an old habit that she had almost eradicated, it only returned when she addressed adults-- or prefects. "I had gotten up for help? Bad nightmares, every night…" Her voice trailed away, unsure. It sounded pathetic now, even with her waking up terrified, sometimes holding in screams, occasionally tears running down her face or sweat coating her body.

The leadership role had faded away as quickly as it came. Katrina was left being the girl no one knew existed who was odd and slipping away all together.