Rabitwind’s tail twitched as he looked up at the bright sky. He squinted his eyes, feeling a slight bit anxious. He was usually this way, ever since he became a warrior. He’d been lonely, very lonely, wishing he had a friend. Rabbitwind padded over to a shady spot in camp, situating himself as he sat down. Watching the others around him, he yawned, picking at a piece of grass underneath his paws.
((open! my boio needs a friend
))