Withered/Four

insert poem here lol

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I remember the way things used to be. I used to have a different set of friends, ones that I made my first priority.

But they're gone now. We've left each other. I'm better now, stronger than I used to be.

I've found better friends, ones that I can count on.

There's Owlmoon - we're like sisters.

She's amazing, but she's super loud.

Roseblossom is crazy, and makes everyone laugh and happy.

Applefrost is serious but helpful and fun to be around. And Autumnbreeze...

Autumnbreeze is like someone I've never met before.

She's kind, but gets upset easily.

She jumps to conclusions quickly, but she can keep secrets - secrets that I never trust with anyone else.

She's just... I don't have a word to describe her.

But she's changing; I know that something's happened.

She's sad, and our friendship might wither away...

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Autumnbreeze and I return from our hunt with tons of prey. Even though she beat me (which usually happens), I'm actually really happy - it's been ages since we've done something like this.

We come to the entrance of camp to see Owlmoon waiting for us.

"Sweetfeather! Roseblossom told me that you and Autumnbreeze went hunting." she runs up to me.

I glance at Autumnbreeze to see the familiar pained expression; she's trying to mask it in front of Owlmoon.

"Uh, yeah we did..."

"Great! Let's go for a walk." Autumnbreeze runs to the fresh-kill pile to deposit her catch before walking to our den.

"I'll go put my prey away."

I drop my kills off and jog back to Owlmoon.

We walk into the forest, and I back to see Autumnbreeze poking her head out, a wistful expression on her face.

"So... what do you want to talk about?"

Owlmoon takes a deep breath.

"Autumnbreeze."