I cried for weeks on end. Evey sundown when cats went to their nests, I was in my sulking.
I didn't have my protection anymore.
I didn't have my friend.
I was lonely.
Mother, Fernflower, slept with me every night until I became apprentices with Breezepaw.
Of course, he and his 'best friends' laughed that I was still sleeping with my queen.
What if your friend had died?
The one you see every day.
You'd need comfort.
Like I did.
YOU ARE READING
stardust. warriors short
Short Story"maybe I'm not leaving, maybe I'm going home" Eagledust is suicidal. cover made by @kivalori
