Phantom Hollow New direction

She hadn't anticipated Judas' worry regarding the dark side of himself that seemed to be a separate entity that shared his psyche. Mitanni supposed she'd assumed it had grown quiet, having seen nothing about the tan-hued coywolf that seemed off or unsettling to suggest it was still there. Maybe she'd only been fooling herself with thoughts that he was safe now, that she didn't have anything to fear from him.

Without being consciously aware, she shifted on her paws again, and her expression grew nervous. "You think it'll come back? Take over?" she corrected, assuming now that it had never left. What kind of pack would welcome that into their midst? The thought was worrisome--it sounded like pack socialization was part of the cure to Judas' condition, but she wasn't sure the chances of him even getting there again.

She wanted very much to distance herself from his problems, to say his contentment and happiness weren't her responsibility, but of all the pack members she'd associated with Judas was possibly the one she knew the best, the good and the bad. "You don't want to be alone?" It was as much a question as it was a statement, an assumption Mitanni was making based off of what Judas had told her.