Kakara had been avoiding Berra, that much was certain, he understood it, to some degree, she didn't know what had happened, and he could see where she took anger, but...
But something had been getting worse, she was more tired, less talkative, more... Angry, it was frightening, seeing someone so young growing up like that, he was scared for his daughter just as much as she seemed to shun him at every opportunity, she was still a child and he knew that Kakara was a very driven girl, once she set her mind on something she'd almost never give up on it, even to the point of insanity, he missed her oddball behavior and boundless energy, so after much deliberation, he decided to meet with her, face-to-face.
The next day, he found her at the training arena, grimly firing blasts at the wall, she glanced over at her father on his entrance, of course she noticed him, she was always a prodigy at sensing energies, clearing his throat, he faced her, "Kakara."
"Dad."
"Kakara, I-I need to speak to you, can you please come down?"
The blasts of energy slow, and eventually stop altogether as she lowers herself down to the ground, facing her father dead on, nearly silent.
"Kakara, I can't say I'm sorry for what I did, but I can't let this keep going on, you're distancing yourself so much, and..."
Berra looked even older now, like his life was leaving him as he spoke.
"And I don't want to lose you like this."
Kakara just sighed, turning around and beginning to float upwards, "I don't expect you to apologise."
"Then what do you want, Kakara? You're so distant and tired and-and sad, why do you need to do this?"
Kakara whirls on her father, she doesn't even start yelling, just speaking in a deathly calm voice that very nearly unnerves Berra, "Why don't I need to do this? I can't let this go, I... I..."
She spins around again, shoulders shaking, "I need to get better, I'm just going to be doing this for a while longer."
"Kakara-"
"Please, just-"
She hisses in pain as a jolt of agony goes through her, she turns her head to see Berra, eyes widened, he hadn't meant to grab on to her tail, but in desperation, trying to keep her with him, he had clasped on to it.
But it wasn't just his accidental grab that had him staring, he saw her still standing, teeth clenched and hands tightly closed, certainly, but without falling, she had endured that pain.
"Kakara..."
"Please leave, dad."
She batted away his limp hand and floated back up, where she resumed blasting the far wall, Berra seemed to try and reach out to her, before his hand dropped to his side again, and walked away.
