Fang and Scale

Feeling Grey

Silhouette and Leafy had just had a heated argument, and now Leafy was sitting in the corner of the dorm, wings folded over her head. She felt terrible about it. Silhouette had been explaining how she was still super scared to talk to other students. Leafy had tried to encourage her and had grown... frustrated, for some reason.

The two began arguing, Silhouette trying to explain her desperation and Leafy trying to get her over it. She had pushed Silhouette to the point, and she said, "And you're showing right now exactly why it scares me!" Which offended Leafy slightly. So now she was here, feeling upset and guilty, and Luna was in the library, trying to console Silhouette, who no doubt was still silently balling her eyes out about what was wrong with her.

The world around her seemed to match her state of gloominess. Her wings reflected a slightly grey, gloomy light. She wanted to apologize, but feared that Silhouette wouldn't forgive her. Or wouldn't forgive herself. But Silhouette was wrong. She was amazing, she just needed more time to see it.

Leafy slowly rose from the floor and dragged herself to the library. "Sorry," she said to Brrrickopper, who looked up from the meeting he was leading. "I need to talk to Silhouette for a minute." He nodded and began talking to the Writing Club.

"Hey, Sil?" Leafy whispered. The cat turned around and faced the dragon. "I'm sorry for pushing you so hard. I should have let you be yourself. I love you the way you are, and nothing I, or anyone else says, gets to change that. You're amazing!" She tried to say the last part with her usual cheerfulness, but for some reason it had ran away.

"Leafy, I-" Silhouette started to say quietly. Silhouette suddenly hugged the dragon, and Leafy felt a burst of happiness return. "I forgive you." Full of relief, Leafy hugged the cat tighter. She could feel the color returning to her face.