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It fits right in with his hiding that's fine

Ferdie heard the noise and though he didn't want to move, in fact he feared he couldn't he lifted his head and it felt like lead. He exhaled soundly and turned it toward the opening of the den. Very slowly Ferdie drew himself from the den, his pelt matted below his chest, dried blood from the attack on bones still on his shoulder, his ribs visible and his eyes were weepy junk clung to the corners.

No longer did he care what he looked like. Nightingale was not near by in fact since the judgement he had not see her, or much of any one else, even Ame whom he felt guilty like he had forced her to join the pack.

I'm sorry Bazi, I will find a new den, Finally Ferdie drug his eyes up to look at her, she held a rank he had hoped to aspire to, however he had failed so many times to show the alpha his desire, he couldn't even get the red female to like him; let alone allow him climb the ranks and stand beside her.

He didn't want to be here; he didn't want to have this conversation, but Bazi, she had been the only wolf in the pack to show him kindness, he owed it to her to listen to her. It was not her rank that would get him to talk, in fact were he himself before his heart had broken he would be to jealous to even be anywhere near her.

His tail hung limp and he dropped his head [b] he knew the den wasn't what she wanted to talk about, in fact she'd want him to stay, but he wasn't going to... after this moment he'd never go back into it. It was no longer his place to be beside a beta, anymore then it was his place to be beside the alpha. At least that's how he felt.