1372: The Year of Wild Magic: Day 191-192
Kali's eyes fall onto byron as he speaks, and holds out his hand. She looked at Raieylan (Who sat and licked his paw, almost as if ignoring the interaction totally), then loooked back at byron....the look of anger and fear leaving her eyes. The panther dropped to her haunches and sat with head bowed.
...then the form of teh panther began to shift again. The black hair began to moly and drop to the ground, showing milky white skin, the head changed shape and where black fur once was, a mop of orange hair covered the face of the now humanoid druid. She sat on her knees, her shoulders shaking as her hair draped over her face as it looked to the ground. All signs of the panther wee now gone, the little druid now fully back, her revealing leather armor and weapons still intact and where they were when she changed. She let out a sob and looked up at byron
...Her eyes red with tears and grief
She looked at Byron, tears running down her face. "I failed them....I couldn't save them."
She bowed her head and cried silently, oblivious to the danger that was to come, the urgency of the others. She only saw herself, Her trusted companion, and the man who reached out to her.