[@Narcotic Dollie][@Karos][@RiverMaiden][@Sarcelle Renard]

Octavia had felt her wing hit the witch in her take off and immediately felt guilty. She hadn't meant to harm the young witch. She looked back at her homeland, so close yet so far away, then sighed. [color=ed1c24]"Tell my father that I am safe and I will return home soon."[/color] Octavia replied then descended and landed back in front of the group and kneeled before the witch that saved her.

She placed the tips of her fingers on the witch's forehead and a warm, soft light emanated from the tips of her fingers and spread to the injuries she had inflicted on the poor girl. 

Once she finished healing the witch, she just sat there trembling and sobbing. She was afraid. She had given up her chance of ever escaping from her kidnappers. She expected death or torture and, as such, braced herself for whatever pain was about to come her way as she grit her teeth and tightly closed her eyes, her head looking down at the ground. [color=ed1c24]"I'm sorry... I never meant to hurt anybody... I just... Didn't want to die here... I want to live...! But... I won't hurt another for my own gain... Even if it means I have to die."[/color] She murmered apologetically and softly, as her trembling form hugged the young witch as if she were begging for forgiveness.