these streets are yours, you can keep them

The yearling blinked at him with a black expression, she could hear the pain that his voice carried. She wondered if the question had touched an old wound in his heart, and had perhaps brought up memories that stung his poor soul.

Then she found it was her turn to apologize -something she didn't do to often-,"Yes I know what you mean..sorry" she murmured quickly shifting her gaze and changing the subject. "So you do not consider you pack your home huh?" she asked with a much friendlier tone, "Where is your home then?" she tilted her head in curiosity.

Cara could feel sympathy for his position, since she was there herself. She had vowed to serve her pack -and she would- the real question was for how long? Would she be able to stay in the pack forever or would she end up stranded again in the future.