-Octavia-
I wasn’t sure where I was going. I wasn’t even sure what I was doing. I just couldn’t stand being in that dining room anymore. The tension was so thick, and I knew it was because of me.
There was no talk or any sort of laughter, and I just saw another thing ruined by everything that Connor had done to me and the others. I couldn’t take it and left the room, even if it might make things worse. I just needed to get away.
Sadly, someone followed me. A fat orange cat who couldn’t take the hint when someone wanted to be alone.
“What?!” I exclaimed and stopped to turn around.
I had ended up in the forest behind the castle, with the sun going down slowly and the fat cat running to keep up with me. She stopped too as I turned around, looking up at me with almost sad eyes.
“Meow!”
