Sadie sat in front of you, a relieved sigh leaving her throat after you had finally calmed down from one of your tantrums.

You had spent at least an entire hour crying and screaming and squirming around camp, and no one knew why. But she didn't blame you completely. You were a child, and it had only been a short time since they had taken you in.

"Are you done?" She asked, resting her elbows on her knees as she stared at you.