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Solenya listened attentively, silently taking in all that Kirain let spill from her lips. To be abandoned is a terrible thing, regardless of the reason. The willow woman had felt the same when her parents had passed, wondering if she had done something wrong, something to cause them to take their last breaths as they slept. 

And when her siblings disappeared, had she done something to split them up? Being the oldest born, she had been the one to make the final decision on what they would hunt, or where they would travel, which paths to take. Could one decision have been the catalyst?

For many moons, she struggled with anger, with feelings of loss and abandonment. How could her parents leave their children to fend for themselves? How could they leave her to lead her siblings when her decision to move through a previously dried ravine during a heavy rainstorm cause them to become separated as it flooded, never to see them again?

She took in a breath, letting the air of the forest fill her lungs, her body calming from thoughts of her family. I, too, know of abandonment. I am so so sorry that you have had to go through this loss. She had moved then, to pick a lily from the riverbank, and returned to Kirain’s side.

She tucked a paw under the girl’s chin, to raise Kirain’s eyes to her own, placing the lily on one ear. But, know this, Kirain—we are not responsible for what happens to those we care about. Some things are out of our control. It is not because of you, or anything that you did. Life has its reasons, has its plans for each and every being on this earth.