Blackfeather Woods only a madman likes the pain

The girl kept her steely gaze towards her brother. However she did plant her butt down against the ground instead of standing before him like she had done before. Cicero asked a valid question. The girl did not need to think long. Pain was the most prominent, but there was also anger and confusion. A misunderstanding. A sprinkle of hope that her father hadn't left them on purpose. "Yes. In a way. Most emotions become pain, my body aches. My heart the most. It sometimes turns to anger. Everyone leaves me Cicero. My mother never cared for me because she was dead after my birth. My damn brother had to die because I was not paying attention to my surroundings. Then on top of that my father abandoned me and I don't even why! He was always in that den with Malice and I don't even understand why he left? Why was he a traitor," she seemed to break now and tears started to well into her eyes.

"How? He always lead them, he was always too busy to spend too much time with me because he needed to patrol the borders. He tried to be there for me too, but the pack was number one. Always. How can they call him a traitor? What did he do? I never even get to see my little brothers. I liked Malice. I thought that she might want to be my mother or something. But-- She left. They all did. I was not important?! Why? WHY CICERO WHY?!," she grew angry now. It was not even that she wanted to tell Cicero but it seemed that a dam had been broken and that all she had been thinking was flooding out now.