[center][h1][color=f7976a]Ziv[/color][/h1]
[color=f7976a][i]1 Hour after Fritz's death[/i][/color][/center]


Mourning quickly became something Ziv wasn't really fond of. Many of the others stayed by Fritz's bedside and wept, but the feeling of being with others at the time didn't sit well with the teen, so she opted to find her peace in her room, on her bed with one of her class books in her lap. The familiarity of the words on the page brought her a sense of comfort, even though she felt like bawling her eyes out. She vividly remembered Old Fritz helping her with the subject of plants, mouthing the explanation word-for-word along with his voice in her head. It was sad for her to think she'd no longer hear his explanations ever again.

The minutes crawled by very slowly. She gazed at the book, at the wall, at her own hands. Ziv felt that she was feeling a little better, now that she took the time, but there remained a sore ache in her chest as she rose from the bed and walked back out of her room, making her way slowly to where the other children were. She deliberately took on a slow pace, bracing herself for the cries of the younger children in the dinner hall.

When she approached, she took a deep breath and pushed her glasses up higher onto the bridge of her nose. 
[i]I wonder whether Fritz knew this would happen. Did he plan on us depending on ourselves?[/i] Ziv thought curiously as she crept past the smaller children, reaching the front just as Mary began to address them. Sniffling and soft sobs could be heard from behind her, so Ziv turned back a little and brought the younger child to her side, squeezing his shoulder and sharing her warmth in hopes of offering comfort. 

The others began to speak and, from what she could feel, were a little divided on their opinions. [b]"What do you think we should do now?”[/b] was a much more loaded question than Ziv thought it could've been. But she chose to keep her mouth shut until she heard what everyone had to say. Viper seemed ready for a fight, Dog sounded like he wanted them to bide their time, and Oralee was...well, Ziv wasn't really sure what the younger girl had in mind. But maybe using mirages wouldn't be so bad.

[color=f7976a]"I really don't think we should leap at the chance to attack, like Dog said it may put the younger ones in danger. If we could just take our time, try to trick the gangs into thinking Fritz is still here until we can hold our own, it would leave us with..."[/color] she trailed off, eyeing the kids beside her. 
[color=f7976a]"...l-leave us with fewer casualties."[/color]