"Hi," The snow-coloured apprentice greeted. "I'm Frostpaw. You must be Eaglepaw, right?"
I nodded, still gazing at her intensely. "Y-Yes." I stammered.
She giggled slightly. "You like you've just seen an angel."
I titled my head to the side playfully. "Maybe I have." I grinned.
The sorrow that had once clung to me faded. Was Frostpaw an actual angel sent here to help me? Or was she just different from the rest? I didn't grasp the answer. But I was anxious to find out.
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stardust. warriors short
Short Story"maybe I'm not leaving, maybe I'm going home" Eagledust is suicidal. cover made by @kivalori
