Bearclaw Valley faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens

shall we bring this to a close, with your next post perhaps

Néa bit back the angry vengeance singingin her blood, knowing that it wasn't hers, not really. She tucked it all safely behind walls of iron ice and shunted it away, to be dealt with when it was safe to do so. Whenever that turned out to be.

"I'll stay close and visit when I can. If the pack wants to say hello, they are welcome to. Just let them know, Ad especially. I ran out on him too, so he'll deserve the full story if he's willing to hear it. It's good to see you again, mama."

She pondered the wisdom of moving forward to nuzzle the other, to let her mind know the snow queen was real. But she resisted as best she could. She knew the other wouldn't take the apparent threat well. Néa had no desire to add to her collection of scars.