Silver Creek Do I Know You?

It was her sister that came to her first - Amber wasn't even sure @Heston would show up - and the shadowy fae flinched back waiting for another rebuttal. When the rush words of their language came out, Amber was stunned, but nonetheless followed suit, easily willing to talk things through with her sister like this. Tears still soaked her fur as she spoke, softly and quietly - flooding with sorrow. 
 
                                "Cela ne concerne pas l'argument - Vous étiez dans le droit, ce jour-là. Je vous remercie de faire de votre mieux pour prendre soin de moi comme je l'ai échoué à regarder après."

Hanging her head in shame, a sob escaped Amber - she blamed herself for the loss of Spring's puppies. If she'd have stayed home instead of selfishly traveling, she could have been the mate Spring needed - she could have hunted, she could have protected the family. Things would have been okay, Amber was so SURE. But she hadn't been, and they weren't - nobody could do a thing about it.

The next comment brought her ears cupping forward in surprise, but her deep ocean eyes lowered to the earth in shame. Heston must've told her. Much as she'd wanted to hide it, it seemed that her mistake was catching up to her - this time, she would not hide from it.

"Je ne l'ai pas dit à personne parce que j'avais peur - je ne pense pas que l'autre homme reviendrait pour moi comme il l'avait dit. Je l'ai fait ce que je pensais était juste à côté de mes enfants .... Mais mentir est pas ce que je devrais leur enseigne, ils ne devraient pas être des enfants bâtards. Voilà pourquoi je vous ai appelé ici: je pars, Spring. Je dois trouver Grayday et de faire toute ma famille, pour mes enfants. Je ne vous aime pas moins. Enfer, je l'espère, vous arriverez à leur rendre visite une fois qu'ils sont nés."


Glancing up to her sister in pause, Amber whispered her next sentence - she didn't want the wolves of Silver Creek to think her bad for this. She wasn't a bad person, she wasn't some floozy - she was a woman with dreams who did what she had to. Hell, she'd be okay if Heston and Spring were the only ones to know.

                                                                                                                                                                              "Juste .... Assurez-vous que personne ne commence à me appeler une prostituée. S'il vous plaît, Spring .... je l'ai fait ce que je pensais être juste."