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As quiet as a winter morning, Moon moved a little closer to see in more detail, but not so far as to be singled out by anyone/anything.

She lays back and looks at the sky

(Wanna wait for Kora, or not?)

(She's here)

(HAI)

(Hey.)

(Called it)

( )

She looks around for something to do

"Amber?" Drop asked tentatively.

She looked up at the mention of her name, but couldn't see where they were

The shade moved closer. "Amber," she called again.

She saw movement and stood up.

Moon stepped out a little further so the witch would see her.

She saw her and looked around for any means of escape.
The boys watched from behind Moon.

Drop took a half-step back to give her her space. “Please, just talk to me.”

"No... I can't let you, any of you get hurt. Especially you Moon." She looked the shade in the eyes and looked down at the grave stones. "They were killed because of me. I can't let that happen to you. I was such a fool to think I could still have friends when I'm me."

Moon smiled softly, shamefully at herself. “..Do you know what makes shades different from witches?”

"What?" She didn't look up as she was silently crying, but her voice quivered in response.

“A witch is a mortal with magic flowing in them like blood in someone’s veins. A shade is the soul of a dead Xocat in their reanimated corpse that will never age. We live five years or less before departing altogether, and only have one purpose for being on Earth.”