~ ~ Whiteflicker's fur seems to let off an unearthly glow as I wave goodbye with my tail. The setting sun makes me feel a twinge of regret- I've spent my whole afternoon here, when I should be with my squad, planning out a way to help the rebels. Anything to help the rebellion against the Beauty. "Goodbye, Amberfrost." Whiteflicker says, and I turn back to see her eyes blazing. I know she doesn't trust me, and I think she knows, too. Something will happen, and I'll be the one who's blamed. "But she'll come and search for me until she figures out where I am." I say, resigned. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~