Broken Boulder and on day five

non-mandatory pack activity.

eventually, the words had registered in her head -- four days.  she spent the days pacing, dreading.  her insecurities that she'd tried and tried and tried to force down had resurfaced; lanawyn took to extreme isolation.  on the fourth day she took to rounding the borders, circling again and again clear through nightfall.  and on the fifth morning, she raised her maw to the air, calling for her packmates.

she wasn't sure what to do or to say; she didn't have the authority for this.  the only leader in the sanctuary was her brother, and half the time.. he wasn't even here.  they'd have to appoint a senate eventually.  later, she thought, later.  when alarian came back.

if alarian came back.