*Aurora hugged her tighter. "That doesn't matter;
you're still you, and you can still ride, and do other
things. You were still specially chosen to come to
this camp." Firnen, sensing that Denver was sad,
gently walked from Aurora's shoulder to Denver's and
nuzzled her neck in a way only birds can.*
(My grandparents used to have a bird that did
that. It was so sweet.)




