Blacktail Deer Plateau iii. time flies

She offered a fake huff of annoyance it his words, though her gaze, as it peered at him through the dark, was light. She knew she ought to spend more time in the pack, for she wasn't a pup that lacked responsibilities anymore. Perhaps that was part of the reason for her discontent; the fierce attitude that she had towards these new responsibilities. Her father spoke sense, basic, logical sense, and yet she was not satisfied. She knew that logically, he was right; packmates relied on one another. But still, she wasn't ready to accept her weakness. "I know you're right, Da; but being a bother to Pema and the rest, having to rely on them so mcuh - to be the weak link, if only for a while, I-"  She broke off, frustration evident in her quiet tone, searching for a solution to pride in her Da, who would always be an authority and a mentor in her life, moreso than any other.