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For a long time, she remained pressed to Heda, her face turned into her sister’s neck as she wept. As the moments passed, the grip began to loosen and, inch by inch, she drifted out of the embrace. She didn’t go far. Heda could easily reach her cheek for a kiss. Druid wondered if she tasted salt and the thought elicited a small, wet laugh.

Sitting up straighter, Druid raised a paw to gently wipe the tears from her cheeks. She sniffled, eyes shining as she beheld Heda. Her sister’s praise made them well up again as her lips curved into a watery smile. It didn’t last. Although she very much appreciated Heda’s words and the sentiments behind them, they also cleaved the two apart, as Heda would no longer be of Rivenwood.

I know we’ll see each other, she whispered, voice thick, nudging the tears from the corners of her eyes again, but I’ll miss you, so much. You’ll always be my sister, no matter where you go, Heda. I love you.