Stavanger Bay She gave me shelter on the coldest nights

When she finally found him, she immediately caught his air as she neared, and her fur lifted with the tension and the wild look he bore.  He looked awful.  Was it her absence that had brought this, or had something happened while she was gone?

Her ears flattened back, and for once, she didn't snap back with a greeting.  Instead she stopped a pace away, waiting.... cautious.  She thought they would have received word she was returning, but he could still be angry, and she couldn't tell what was on his mind right now.  She'd been eager to return to them, but.... something wasn't right.

She was right.  By the time he finished explaining, any sympathy she had was cut to the quick by the sharp sting of betrayal.  But her sharp rebuttals went unheeded, and she parted ways with him feeling the heavy settlings of dread and disappointment deep in her gut.  She wished she was surprised at the turn, but she had known from the beginning; their captain had room for only one priority, and that was what he chose to follow.