"I'm sorry, trust me she didn't mean to, I'm pretty sure it's the desperation, bitterness and confusion that pressured her into that."
Casara beckoned on Valerie's behalf. The blood and injuries from the old man's body was both disgusting and saddening.
He was unconscious already. Quickly, move around and see if you find a herb or a grass or anything to stop the bleeding at the moment.
Pamel ran into the woods, desperately searching for anything medicinal that would eventually save the life of Jeremy, Pikoko's father.
"Yay! Found some" a voice cried.
The group tuned to look at Pamel in awe. He held in one hand, a blade of grass and in the other, a bundle of leaves he had selected as healing plants for the old man.
Pikoko knelt on the floor in no time. He had taken most of the le
