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Poor Pan, hehe.  Love him! <333

Despite Pan's understandable shortage of comforting words, Raven found an odd sort of solace in the simple act of sharing her experience with him.  She still couldn't figure out how she really felt about everything that had happened.  She felt revulsion, horror, indifference, and fascination all at the same time, and it all came together in a very confusing state of inner turmoil for her.  One thing stood out above everything else, though, and it was possibly the biggest reason why she could barely stand to be anywhere near her father:  

If he could do that to one of his other children, could he do that to her too?

This thought ran through Raven's mind several times, and her face was troubled as she considered it.  She looked at Pan again and asked, "Will...will I be bad too?"  Her logic was still very innocent and childlike, and reasoning didn't work the same way for her that it did for an older, more matured wolf.  "I look jus' like her...maybe we're the same..."