"But, Willow, I wouldn't hate you even if you told me you hated me. Please Willow."
(Sorry for not replying. I was somewhere. ALSO, MAKE THIS SHIP SAIL OR I MADE SOME SHIP ART FOR NO REASON!)
(WHY DID YOU CREATE 2 MORE PAGES WITHOUT ME?! WAS MY SLEEP TOO LONG?)
"Willow, you can tell me anything. I wouldn't judge you. As I said, your my best friend."
Rayne wandered around, worried about her friend.
Usually she responds to my yelling. She must be far away from the camp.
Rayne ran into the grass trying to scent Willow.