~~~Sinny~~~
He gets up, and screams,
"I do, but then, WHY DO THEY CALL ME 'SINNY?'" He rushes up to Nathan, but some up grabbed him before he could. It was his father.
~~Clift~~~
As he grabbed his son, he said to every one,
"I apoliges for my son, ever since his pet and mom died, he's gone crazy. What did he do?" He asked, though he already knew.

"Woah. This scene just keeps getting crazier doesn't it?" Solarys looks at the chaos with a confused look. 'Vormund would probably be amused by all this...' She thinks.

Bella
I lift my forefinger and raise it to his cheek, almost touching but not quite. I close my eyes, and feel the cut seal up with a tingle of my wrist. "There, now..." I tip toe to my cupboard, take a leaf, and pause. "I'll just breath on it, instead of lick." I sort of chuckle, then breath on the leaf. After it is moistened, I place it over the guy's cut and wait a minute. "There, shouldn't even leave a scar." I remove the leaf and sit down in my box-like home. "Now I have Scamp, but yes, I live alone."

Mia gets up and dusts herself off. She sticks the severed part of her pinky to the stump, and attempts to heal it, but it is to no avail. She is unable to heal herself, only others. And even then, only for a little bit.

"I have a needle and thread... If you think that would work..." Solarys says holding out her small pouch containing a needle and some thread to the girl.

Nathan
"He cut off this girl's finger, I got him just before he went for the throat.." I turn to the girl. "Will you be able to fix it? Or will you need the help of another healer..?" I look sadly at her wound. "Guy's fight, but I will never respect one who would hit a girl." I turn to the next girl, younger. "You okay too?"

"Me? Yes, I'm fine... I got here after you did so that guy didn't have a chance to hurt me..." Solarys said, still holding her pouch. A few seconds later she was tackled to the ground and let loose a yelp, feeling Vormund's weight sitting on her. She pushed him off and introduced him "This is Vormund... My troublemaker of a pet."

Yasa touches his cheek. "Thank you." He eyes her small home. "Is this your home?" He asks. He hated that such a nice person had to live in a small house that even the wind could knock over.

~~~Clift~~~~
"I'm so sorry. Hey, what food do you like? I can get you a month's worth of it, on the house!" He said, trying to make up for his son's atempt to murder.
~~~Sinny~~~
He just stayed where he was, limp, his hair covering his face. If you could see under his hair, you would see tears coming from his eyes. "I'm sorry..." He whispers,"I-I don't mean to be this way..."

Kat sits at the base of the tree, watching fight. She was not in the mood to help them, the boy was insane, much like herself in a way. "Maybe he could use a friend." She smiles and walks toward the fight.