Withered/Ten

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"Autumnbreeze! Autumnbreeze!" Applefrost's voice pulls me from the flashbacks.

I open my eyes to see the for of them circled around me.

"Where am I?" I ask drowsily.

"The medicine den, you mouse brain. What in the name of StarClan were you thinking?"

Roseblossom flicks my ear playfully with her tail.

"I didn't want Sweetfeather to get hurt! I say slyly.

"At your own expense! You don't go around risking your life for prey! Autumn, that's not even logical!"

i laugh at Owlmoon's exasperated expression.

"Hm. You're the one talking, Owl. You climb the High Tree and then JUMP DOWN. Then you make Pipes and I clean you up while you ponder over why you even did the act." Sweetfeather, Roseblossom, and Applefrost laugh.

"Well, I was stupid then. I'm sorry Autumnbreeze. For leaving you guys in the dead of night. For telling Pipes, not you that I wanted you to come here." She gives me a sheepish grin.

I take a deep breath. This is my chance to apologize to them too.

"Guys, I'm sorry too. I jumped to the wrong conclusions, and I cut myself away from you guys. My own sadness has been my own fault. I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm sorry for being a horrible friend to you all."

I close my eyes, until Roseblossom - she's the only one who would do this type of thing - pokes me. Hard.

I open my eyes.

"Stupid mousebrain. You'll always be our friend. never doubt yourself or us again, alright?" I nod my head.

"Autumnbreeze, come on! We love you as best friends. Don't hesitate to tell us anything." Applefrost smiles.

"We're here for you. No cat can ever replace what you mean to us." Sweetfeather wraps her tail around me, filling me with warmth.

"Don't do anything that stupid, alright?" she whispers, and I nod while giggling.

Owlmoon comes up to me.

"Autumnbreeze. Our friendship will never wither away. We love you. We wouldn't be the same without you. And, speaking of love and friendships, two very special visitors have come to see you."

Owlmoon points her tail to the entrance of the den, and two cats walk in.

A light gray tabby tom with green eyes and a tortioseshell she-cat with hazel eyes - the exact same shade as Owl's.

I stare at them in shock.

"Grass? Pipes?"

the end