Qibli nodded and started to amble away, but turned and asked, "Moon, are you all right?" Edging away slowly, she whispered "I'm going to go check on Kinkajou." She grew self-conscious that they were standing awfully close together. Moon wanted to say something comforting to him, but couldn't. I couldn't lose another one of my friends today." Qibli's voice trailed off. "Moon!" came a kind, familiar voice from behind her. Her brain still couldn't think straight since his departure. How long has it been since he left, Moon wondered. ![]() She hadn't been conscious for hours, and Moon couldn't shake the feeling that she might never wake again. Somewhere inside the clinic, nestled under a blanket, was her best friend, Kinkajou. Moon paced around the prim gardens of the clinic. ![]() ![]() But after what he'd said to her, she had realized the hard truth: Winter didn't, and would never feel anything for her. ![]() She had known that the spark between them could never ignite, but still had hoped that maybe he felt something for her in return. Not with the hatred brewing between the IceWings and Nightwings for two thousand years. It would never have worked between us anyway, Moon chided herself. In Moonwatcher's five years of experience, she had never known something as strongly as what she felt now: That she would never again let anyone hurt her like Winter had.
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