Liliscea grumbles about fae bullshit and other gripes

This has been an absolutely fantastic day. Liliscea sprints after her sister and Davynn, thankful for her foresight in casting Truesight....even if she's not using it for the purpose in which she cast it. She's tired, sore, bleeding, and still has three blisters on her feet. I think it might be four now... As she runs she's keeping her hand over her stomach where the fae bear's claws split her stomach open, trying to make sure nothing important spills out. Stupid fae godling, stupid forest rot, stupid pirates wrecking our ship, stupid stupid stupid! Liliscea realized that maybe she was whining, that she was being petulant but she also acknowledges that she's had a very rough day, and so maybe she's earned the right to be a bit childish at the moment. The party is separated, my sister and Davynn are going deeper into the woods that just nearly killed us all, and like an idiot, I'm following them. But what was she supposed to do? Sure she's been trying to give her sister (her twin) some space, and sure she's been trying to step back and let her sister find her own solution, but this is still Lanathea, and no matter what she will not let her sister dive into this danger without her. Well....supposing that...no best not to think it. This is your sister, and she's the only one you got. She knew the fae were dangerous, she knew that this was going to go poorly, but she for some unknown reason, decided not to prepare for it. Though what I could have done to prepare, I'm not sure... Honestly, Liliscea was getting a little tired of being so injured, she's a researcher for crying out loud, she's not made for all this nonsense! She knows that there's no point in thinking like this, she should just focus on keeping up with Lana, and then trying to regroup with everyone else after....but deep down, that traitorous thought persisted, no matter how much she tried to suppress it: Honestly life was easier as a cat...