Moonspear Let me tell you

Vela looked curiously at Andalusia. She never had a friend that she had a stronger bond with than her family. Curious. She wondered if she would ever have that with someone. Until now it was clear that most 'friends' she couldn't trust. "Well, that is admirable." Now she was curious about meeting this friend of her. The speckled female wondered how they met, instead of asking Andalusia asked her about her own friend.

"He left me,' she finished that for him. 'He was absent for a while, he came back. He apologized for leaving without a goodbye and spoke of his difficulties, however, once he joined it only took a short while for him to repeat his previous behavior and left without saying a word," Vela explained, she didn't sound bitter, rather monotone. She had been sad about it, but then again, once he returned she had been distrustful. It wouldn't have worked. "Not a good friend after all."