Why isn't this hard? (closed)

Her trip to the Moonstone had been filled with awkward thoughts that she hadn't been ready to explore. As a result, she had ignored much of what Batsong had said on the journey. Silverwing was aware that she had to apologize to Brackenwing eventually, but the thought of it had the young warrior's stomach in knots. Instead of facing Brackenwing, she would start with someone else. Maybe getting a little practice in could help ease her nerves, and she definitely felt that Batsong deserved one. Picking hare from the fresh-kill pile, Silverwing made her way to the medicine den. Pushing her way into the den, Silverwing called out over the prey dangling in her jaws. "Batsong, you here?"