(Misto's POV)
I stood in front of the mystical cats quietly, it had taken longer than expected to get them all together especially as it was the morning after the ball. I took a deep breath to explain the situation,
"Erm, well last night at the ball, we all know that Munk fought Macavity, well he...erm has some internal injuries. He's bleeding internally."
"He'll be ok won't he?" Cassandra demanded.
"Um...he...he's dying," I choked out, "We need a healer to have any chance of saving him."
"A healer?" Cass darted off, "I'll be right back!"
What was she up to? She reappeared not long after with Exotica.
"You want a healer? We've got a healer," Cassandra smiled, shoving Exotica forwards. Exotica waved shyly,
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
I stood in front of the mystical cats quietly, it had taken longer than expected to get them all together especially as it was the morning after the ball. I took a deep breath to explain the situation,
"Erm, well last night at the ball, we all know that Munk fought Macavity, well he...erm has some internal injuries. He's bleeding internally."
"He'll be ok won't he?" Cassandra demanded.
"Um...he...he's dying," I choked out, "We need a healer to have any chance of saving him."
"A healer?" Cass darted off, "I'll be right back!"
What was she up to? She reappeared not long after with Exotica.
"You want a healer? We've got a healer," Cassandra smiled, shoving Exotica forwards. Exotica waved shyly,
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.