The Heartwood it's not even my kid!

The entire trip, Witch either dozed fitfully or cried - she was convinced she was being carried to her death. Technically, she was right.... But she didn't know that. 

When her mothers killer put down the pup, Witch went into fight or flight. The moment all four of the little flowers paws hit the ground, she was spinning around and glaring at Emelie defiantly. What she planned to do now, well, she hadn't gotten that far. But her fear had subsided enough to make her bold, and she lashed out with a commanding tone.

                   "NO."