I want everything

Citadel was having the time of his life wrestling his sister. So much so that he didn’t notice the moment she tensed. But he did realise when a cough shook her. He paused mid play and looked at her. Looking at the way she held a paw to her chest. Uh oh. He slowly untangled himself from her, but kept a paw around her side as he supported her.

“Jamie, are you okay?” He asked, not too sure what to do. He’d seen her fits before, but normally mum or dad were around to deal with them. What did they do again? They normally had herbs to give her. He didn’t have any herbs. “Can I do anything?’ He asked softly, feeling a wave of guilt brush through him. He’d been playing too rough, and now she was hurting.


"Citadel Fatalis"