Broken Antler Fen Running Never Helps

Pearls nudge helped a bit, among her own thoughts and pause. After a minute or so, she continued with her agonizing tale.
   "I howled, screamed, pitched a fit, but that only made the protectors and my family rush to me.... Effectively humiliating myself. Once he was off, I took off like a bat out of hell." 
She looked down at her heavily scared paws with a sigh.
            "My way if expressing anger or anxiety had always been attacking trees. I earned these that day, and I stayed out if camp for a solid week.... Till I realized I was pregnant. I went back and tried adjusting to the idea, but it never got easier. I gave birth fairly easy, even so young, b-but.... I.... I saw one that was the spitting image of Midnight and blacked out. When I came to, four were dead. Mauled by their own MOTHER." 
[size=x-large]Her voice cracked, anger and bitterness flooding out but was clearly towards herself. [/size]
[size=x-large]           "Sweet little Brandy was the only one lying there, my class scored across her eye in the scars you see today. Her own mother.... Even my pack would've found it hard, the daughter of an insane rapist running around. Wouldn't have mattered that her mother was the alphas pup, future lead protector.... They could barely look at my pregnant belly, talk about it, let Alone accept her.... So I left, the very night I gave birth. Took her to a cave outside the territory for rest. Left as soon as I woke up. I had to stop, frequently, until she was old enough to handle the travel, but I never stopped moving. I trained her to fight almost as well as me, but she was always a gifted hunter. So much like me, in every other way though. It was the best decision I could have made for her, but it also was the decision that put the most on my shoulders."[/size]