Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540311-20200111162728/@comment-44044902-20200112203833

Jasmine covered her mouth and bent down to look at Cata. Her father used to be a medic, so she learned a lot about fatal wounds. This was probably the worst one she had ever seen. "Cata..?" She knew it was no use. Of course, she didn't want to tell the others in fear that they would lose hope (weird, since Jasmine usually loves to do that), but she knew. Cata would soon be gone.