Blackfeather Woods Talk to me

Misty watched as Burke padded off and her eyes followed him until he disappeared from her view. She was glad they had talked. She had needed it. She felt a lot better, not just about her status in the pack, but better about how she saw herself. She got to her paws and padded towards the camp, but in a slightly different direction than Burke, so they wouldn't bump into each other, but they would both end up at the camp. She could fit in here, she just had to do something she loved, which was something she had found.