Blackfeather Woods kid, you'll move mountains

If the female didn't know what was 'up' then Nemesis was dumber than the girl thought of her before. She had spoken to Cicero, and whom she had started to believe. He even called them 'fake'. The girl wanted to curse at her, call her out. Because what did she think what was wrong? Yet, she knew better. Her pale eyes glanced up into hers before the girl cased them away, conveniently to her tail.

She had lost everything and everyone. Nemesis was not one of those close ones, one she has seen as her inner circle. She had been a pack mate at the time, a fun pack mate, but not much more. She lifted her tail a bit out of the dye, and then moved to the other side of the hole in the ground and pressed it in again for an even rim around her tail.