Getting ready tonight felt like going to war, but the only person fighting was Colt. I asked Lila to do my face paint again because I was too nervous to try doing it myself, my hands were shaky.
I wasn't sure how I was supposed to sit through dinner with everyone before the battle, I didn't have an appetite. Colt seemed very calm about the whole thing. I'm not sure if that was supposed to be calming to me, but it made me worry even more.
Not only am I about to watch my mate, whom I've grown very fond of this week, fight for the first time but I'm also about to watch either him kill someone or someone kill him. What happens after the battle is just too much to think about or be concerned with.
I feel sick, and watching my Luna attire come together it all felt overwhelming. I'm still not
