Raven walked in, hesitantly. It made her uncomfortable just to be here. She sighed and sat down at the edge of her bed. Willow sat, perched on her shoulder. "Why me, Willow? Why?" She questioned her bird. Not expecting the answer she looked up. "Dad, why did I have to be born?" Raven asked more seriously. She felt she was happier traveling alone. Raven, tired of moping, got up with Willow on her shoulder, and left.
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