Dawnlark Plains And kiss her lips and take her hands

of course she blamed him. how could she not? if he'd killed Reek right then, none of this would have happened. and he had no answer to her gritted questions. the boy's ears swept back against his skull at his cousin's thinly concealed rage; he gazed at the ground between his paws until she had finished, punctuating her anger with a final decision. 

Casmir was unsurprised; his throat thickened all the same and he blinked rapidly to keep from the grief of another loss overcoming him. she would not come home to the pack she had founded, but there was nothing for her there. perhaps for the first time in his life, Casmir was keenly aware of how empty she must feel, how filled with rage and frustration and helplessness.

"what will you do?" he asked instead, his voice a hoarse whisper.