Willow
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"I guess I should introduce myself, I'm Ivy." She stood up, brushing dust off her ragged brown pants.
"I'm W-Willow... Thank you." she stammered as she pressed her hands down on the surprisingly warm wooden floor. There was a fireplace by Ivy's dinner table causing an orange glow that covered the room. "Do you live here by yourself?"
"Yeah, it gets pretty lonely here sometimes. Do you want me to bring you back to Zenhaven?" Willow tried to stand up but winced, remembering her injured leg. Ivy offered to help her into a chair and she nodded.
"I don't know what I would do if I went back there." she answered with a shiver. Why would Ash want to hurt her? It made no sense; they had been best friends since Willow was a faunette. She wasn't sure if she could fully trust Ivy either.
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