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    All this time, Prim had known that she would have to face mistakes she had made in the past. And now, she had come to visit her friends, former clanmates, and what she would call one of her biggest mistakes had basically slapped her in the face by visiting here. And she couldn't hide from it any longer.


    Because, though she hadn't really intended it, she shattered Sola. In the worst way possible.


    In the heart.


    And she had never really forgiven herself for it, having had plenty of time to think being on her own, and dead, after the Elite had disbanded. Tugging at her scarf, the female mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do, what she had to do; and it required a lot of maturity. No, she couldn't be a bundle of fun and energy for this. She had to be completely serious, and take responsibility for her actions.


    She gulped, followed by a big breath.


    "Sola?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Then there was Sola.


    The one who had pushed Prim, claiming that it had just been talking, when in reality she hadn't been well, and she admitted that to herself recently despite how stubborn she truly happened to be. The cabinet member personally didn't like taking responsibility for her actions and she didn't like saying that she was wrong because she didn't want to be wrong. She wanted to be right, practically all of the time, which she would have to admit was a weakness as well as a strength. It was both in the worst possible ways.


    Tail swaying from side to side- not wagging, swaying- the female heard the former guard's voice. There was a pause in which she thought, pushing away any negative thoughts from making their way into her brain as she slowly made her ways towards the alabaster feline. Each paw step was one she had to think through as she moved swiftly through the area only to come face to face with Primavera, an invisible brow raised in question as her cranium was tilted to the side with a small nod. "Hey Prim," was the former adviser's greeting.


    "What's up?"

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    Prim shifted her weight - out of anticipation, or nerves, she didn't quite know. She lifted her head, fixating her gaze on the other female. They had once been a lot closer, in her opinion. Before all the shit had happened, and everything went spiraling down from that point, until it all went out with one big bang; the Elite disbanding. That was when her life started to get bad, and now she was determined for things to be the way they used to be - a bucket of unicorn rainbows.


    She cleared her throat, before dropping her focus to her paws. While she was extremely outgoing and bold in that category, dealing with serious matters was never her strong suit, and she was anything but bold in this category. She sucked at being serious.


    "I believe we have some uh....issues that need to be settled."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Having Prim not exactly look at her made her smile a bit just due to the fact that she was rather surprised. In all honesty, the female had to force back a laugh, not wanting to do so at a moment like this. Prim would think that she was laughing at her but Sola wasn't. No, she was simply laughing because of the actions the former guard was displaying, which was completely and utterly different.


    Hearing the statement caused the feline's smile to dim slightly. Issues. Yes, she remembered those issues clearly and wasn't sure what to say in response as she lightly bit her lip, slowing nodding her head as she shifted her figure to a more comfortable position, sliding down so that she was laying. Allowing her head to rest on her paws, the canine would watch Prim curiously, blinking her bright blue eyes as she drew in a deep breath, heart beginning to pound one more like earlier.


    "We do, don't we?" Was her reply.


    Her rather quiet words tumbled out of her mouth in the least bitter way she could manage although her voice was still somewhat cold. It wasn't just because of Prim, though; that coldness. It was just her tone was like that at times, especially discussing matters like this, something she didn't like much. "I'm guessing that means you have something else to say or some way to start this.. settling, hmm? You approached me after all, did you not?"


    A brow raised, she'd tilt her cranium to the side.

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    Prim raised her head to stare right back at Sola - maturity didn't mean you became a doormat. But it wasn't a time to be goofy and full of fun either. Flicking an ear, the alabaster feline inhaled, before parting her jaws to speak.


    "The whole...Felix incident. For lack of better words. Honestly, I hardly remember what even happened, but I do remember that I hurt you. And I didn't mean to, nor want to. I don't even know what I was thinking. I was, well I am, young and impressionable. Full of hormones. Whatevs. You name it. I don't know what my motivation was, or what the bloody unicorn I was thinking, but I know I shouldn't've done any of it. And I'm sorry."


    Though her face was kind of scrunched up and furrowed, a ghost of a smile could be seen on her lips, as she was preparing to crack a joke of sorts.


    "Oh and keep in mind I'm TOTALLY not like this all the time. I'm just trying to be...serious. Like, if this wasn't such a solemn topic I'd be bouncing all over the place and being fabulous like I normally am." If she had hair, she'd be flipping it now. Totally.

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    It was almost funny hearing about it now and despite the serious look that had come across her, it cracked and a smile formed as she listened to Prim. Being stubborn, as mentioned a lot (but that was because it was true), she wouldn't find herself really saying much about the whole thing, but she had to apologize for what she had done. "I'm.." There was a pause as she tried to force herself to say it because honestly, she was being stubborn again and this was actually really hard for her. Apologizing that is. "Sorry. I'm sorry I pushed you, Prim, and didn't admit it. I was in a really bad place."


    Continuing to listen to Prim, the timber wolf would move forward and aim to embrace the ivory feline in a hug, because that was what would personally make the cabinet member feel much better about the whole thing as well. She needed a hug; she needed her friend back.

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    She felt herself pulled into the hug, and returned it, smiling although she couldn't see it. But Sola was a wolf, and she was a cat, and y'know....Sola was stronger. "You're crushing me!" The female chimed, stifling a laugh.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Taking a moment to laugh a bit, she'd release the feline, offering her an apologetic look. "Size differences are going to be the death of me," she'd admit with a grin, Crim's muse just having flown out a window. Oops.