Dawnlark Plains Don't You Leave Me Brokenhearted Tonight

Dwelling on ifs and maybes didn't feel so healthy. So many things could have happend instead of the current one. The facts are he triggered a war and forced Phoenix out. There was no telling if he saved their lives or not. All that really stayed onto him from that day was having angry wolves came at him. He sure didn't feel like any kind of hero. Still, Grace's words were exactly something Esaro had said before somewhere. Everyone deserved to be happy. He had forgotten those words with the guilt and blame that clouded his mind. He still wasn't too sure if he deserved it but it seems as though Grace thought he did. He starting thinking on it a little.

Maybe instead of trying to atone he should just accept the fate he had. He was happy during those days of peace and that was because he tried hard to make the pack better. He should continue trying even if he wasn't part of that pack. Of course he had never limited himself to just one pack. He had wanted to help everyone and make them all happy. Now that was his normal way of thinking. He easily forgave others, this time he needed to forgive himself.

After a long moment of silence he spoke. His voice calm and soft. "You're right Grace. I didn't have any real control of the situation. I should have just accepted it as it is." He paused for a slight moment. "I understand what I need to do now, and that is to keep trying my best at trying to make things better." He approached her up until he could nudge her cheek with his nose. "I'm sorry for pushing you away. I promise I won't do such thing again."