-Cinder's POV-

Fennel and I walked, for a long time, sometimes taking turns on Ivory.

Days passed and we hadn't found anything. We walked through plains and mountains. Across rivers and valleys.

One night we made camp in a plain. I lit a fire and Fennel went to hunt. She came back with two rabbits.

We started to cook them in silence, but I spoke up, "What do you think it's like back there?"

She smiled but looked at her rabbit, "They're probably fine, Cinder."

I felt my eyebrows go down and I frowned at my rabbit. Fennel must have looked up and noticed, "Luna is fine, she doesn't worry that much. And it was a good thing that you chose Glacier. She needs to feel more welcome..." She said, becoming more quiet.

I touched my cheek. It was wet? I hadn't even realized I started crying. But I was, and I allowed it. Fennel always understood me, and if I had a reason to cry she understood that too. The next thing I knew she was sitting next to me with her arm around me. We didn't say anything, I just cried. I put my head on her shoulder and she put her head on mine.

"It's gunna be okay Cinder...." the first words for a while.

I shook my head and looked up at the glowing stars, twinkling above us. Always free, and they take advantage of it.

If only I were a star....