Broken Antler Fen let's show them we are better

A fresh start, she had told herself, over and over. no more anger. no more of that burning in her chest that influenced her words and actions. she had prided herself for so long on being a logical, reasonable woman, but realizing that her actions in the worst of times were propelled by emotions did not sit well with her. perhaps, she had realized, the reason for this was the way she so carefully sought to control her emotions, to keep them carefully hidden away and never allow them to surface. to be cold and distant and calculating was all she had done for so long, and now she sought to do different. 

and then came the matter of Nico. she had not met with him, and solely him, for so long. there was a fear, there was the thought that had crossed her mind as she had charged headlong into the Glade. 
maybe, he was better off without her.
maybe, the knowledge that she had been driven by such extent by her anger would have him spurn her.
but hardly could such thing last in this uneasy stillness, and as he sought her, she too sought him. she did not know what to say, or how to say it, but she knew that she cared for him. loved him, as that love was a steady ember, and that he was most of all that she had. From Malice she had grown distant, perhaps it was merely her fault. For she had been so removed, distant, for far to long. and somehow, she had to amend that. 

"Nico"
He took her by surprise, the grey pelt that was his suddenly so near. she stilled, looking to him, her pale gaze filled with something like worry, like fear. for perhaps her distance had pushed him away too, and she would be here with nothing but herself and those who's ties bound them to her were faded and weak. and, she did not know what she ought to do then, if anything.