Katarina strummed idly on her guitar, her gaze distant and sad. It was late at night, the daughter of Himeros was meant to be asleep but she just couldn't. Guilt gnawed hard at her stomach, sapping her spirit and her strength. She still found it difficult to come to terms that despite all of her training, all those years of self denial and remembering her duty that for a few moments Katarina's nature seized control. She had not really slept since she came back, troubled by her dreams and thoughts of the Hunters finding out about her kiss.
All those years spent toughening her mind and preventing herself from giving into temptation. Katy felt as though lifetime dedicated to self-deprivation and selflessness is simply thrown aside, despite her still being a Hunter.
Part of her wanted to come clean and tell the other Hunters, yet if she did Katarina feared that she might be kicked out of her home and abandoned by her friends.
She closed her eyes trying not to cry. Katy stopped playing setting her guitar down by her side as she buried her head in her hands, her hands resting on her knees. She sobbed quietly into them, her torment overwhelming her completely.
All those years spent toughening her mind and preventing herself from giving into temptation. Katy felt as though lifetime dedicated to self-deprivation and selflessness is simply thrown aside, despite her still being a Hunter.
Part of her wanted to come clean and tell the other Hunters, yet if she did Katarina feared that she might be kicked out of her home and abandoned by her friends.
She closed her eyes trying not to cry. Katy stopped playing setting her guitar down by her side as she buried her head in her hands, her hands resting on her knees. She sobbed quietly into them, her torment overwhelming her completely.