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Bloodwing followed. There was nothing else to do. Never in his life had he felt more shocked, more anxious, and utterly helpless. He could just see Ambersong, a golden little puff, staring up at him with sparkling black eyes and cheeping happily. He saw Jadestone, her beautiful feathers echoing a green sheen as she laughed at her daughter's antics. Bloodwing could feel her soft feathers pressed against his as they sat, side by side, little Ambersong, chick fuzz springing from the top of her head, nestled comfortably between them.
Then the fire. And the warriors. The Invasion.
Slowly Bloodwing shook his head. Ambersong was supposed to be safe. He'd left her with a friend after her mother--
He snapped back to the present, and jogged beside Scarletnight, determined to think of a plan.
she was taking long strides, as if she already had a plan
"What do you have in mind?" he made a valiant attempt not to choke on the words, and he stood up straighter, determined not to let the sadness cloud his mind. Crying wasn't going to save Ambersong.
Bloodwing followed. There was nothing else to do. Never in his life had he felt more shocked, more anxious, and utterly helpless. He could just see Ambersong, a golden little puff, staring up at him with sparkling black eyes and cheeping happily. He saw Jadestone, her beautiful feathers echoing a green sheen as she laughed at her daughter's antics. Bloodwing could feel her soft feathers pressed against his as they sat, side by side, little Ambersong, chick fuzz springing from the top of her head, nestled comfortably between them.
Then the fire. And the warriors. The Invasion.
Slowly Bloodwing shook his head. Ambersong was supposed to be safe. He'd left her with a friend after her mother--
He snapped back to the present, and jogged beside Scarletnight, determined to think of a plan.
she was taking long strides, as if she already had a plan
"What do you have in mind?" he made a valiant attempt not to choke on the words, and he stood up straighter, determined not to let the sadness cloud his mind. Crying wasn't going to save Ambersong.