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The "you weren't there" really stung, sucking out any chance Sequoia felt she'd had with Kiwi. She remembered the rift between Bat and Kiwi, remembering how neither of them were ever able to really reconcile. Had Bat even reconciled with Wildfire? Sequoia wasn't sure. Maybe some things weren't meant to be. Maybe her relationship with Kiwi was one of those things.

No, I wasn't, she said, but there was no regret in her voice. Kiwi would get no apology from her. There was no way to know what Colt was going to do. When Sequoia had left, things had seemed perfectly fine. She would not have gone of they hadn't been. Sequoia was through bending over for everybody who wanted her to, and maybe Kiwi was, too. At least Sequoia could relate to that after the dumpster fire that was her relationship with Crow.

Kiwi could have gone with Sequoia when she had left, but she'd chosen not to. She had wanted to stay with the Firebirds. And it wasn't as though Sequoia had no return date. She would have come back before winter if it hadn't been for Wildfire's and Colt's deaths. Wildfire and Kiwi had been her entire reason for leaving her home, and to not have either of them there... well, it hadn't made any sense to return.