Redhawk Caldera at least we try.

Last post for meeee!  I think we can fade here, but feel free to post again and have it archived if you wanna :D  WE NEED A NEW ONE LIKE RIGHT STAT NOW THOUGH

The second the angry words had left her mouth, she regretted it.  Almost instantly, the guilt enveloped her.  It was suffocating, and quite suddenly, a feel so much more terrible and haunting than guilt overcame her.  It was only for the briefest of seconds.  Her back paw had just barely inched across the floor towards the door before she froze in shock, so stunned by the sudden, undeniable impulse to leave that it left her trembling in horror.

Finley brushed it away.  As quickly as it had come, she had rejected it, forcefully.  It was a fleeting thing - a moment of weakness that meant absolutely nothing.  It was history, it was forgotten, and it would never happen again.  Fin swallowed hard and crept forward towards her son.  She slipped onto her stomach beside him, swept him up in her arms and began to lick away his tears.  "It's okay, baby... shh..." she crooned soothingly.

It would be a minute or two before she realized that she was still shaking, and it wouldn't be until late that night that she even dared think about that impulse again and wonder what might have happened had she given in.