Sun Mote Copse But if I can make it to the street

Someone stroking her broken ego just a little bit felt really good actually, and made her even more determined to try to become a hero but end up a total failure become irreplaceable. She wanted to mean something, she just hadn't figured out what yet. An advisor, hunter, sovereign... It all seemed just a little far fetched and she had a lot left to figure out. Maybe she wasn't the young adult she thought she was after all, and maybe Niamh had been right in treating her like a kid (but she was never going to admit that to her face, are you mad?)

Silently, she compared their paws - there wasn't much difference now... How'd she grow so fast? She could only barely remember stumbling about on stubby legs. No wonder mothers were so attached to their babies - when they come into the world the size of a paw, of course you'd think they're going to need your protection forever. She listened to the process, replayed it in her head and got a weird visual with all the descriptions.

That sounds like... really gross. She laughed, but her tail was thumping softly on the ground. I care about a lot of y'all, but doing that? Nah thanks... Well, maybe just one of y'all. Ohno, word vomit.