AMARA
The warmth quickly faded and her chest felt cold and numb. Amara decided she'd rather die than let her tribes killers get away. She stood up trying to the ignore the smell of her brother's burnt flesh. She walked out of their secret base and headed towards the venue where her coming of age ceremony was supposed to be. As she got closer she saw the eagles in human form tying her tribesman's body upside down and slitting they're throats to drain the blood into these large wooden buckets. Some were flying away with full buckets and leaving the empty corpses tied to the poles. Amara couldn't comprehend what was happening and felt an intense burning. She felt like she was going to erupt. She started sprinting towards the eagles they saw her and turned into their beast forms to attack. When they got close Amara let everything out . The sadness, the guilt and the anger. Fire rippled like waves in all directions from Amara. She didn't know how long she was standing their letting out flames. She didn't know if they were all dead. She couldn't see anything fire surrounded her, but she didn't burn, she didn't even feel it. When the flames Finally stoped, Amara fell to the ground in exhaustion and looked around there wasn't anything left. No corpses, no vegetation there was only charred earth around her. She promptly fell asleep.