Stone Circle angel by the wings

as she watched the pain that flickered across Sunny's face in that moment, she was reminded of how selfish she was. she did not think of Nikai's pain, only wallowed in her own self-pity. the rest of the pack felt the loss of her father as keenly as she did, and here she raced around the borders, driven by frenzy and by pain. she ought to seek them ought! to find them, and to offer her presence and find solace in theirs. for as long as she could remember he had been the steadfast leader of their group, and now he was gone. 

she steeled herself, grabbed the pain and the grief and pushed as much as she could deep down. a little voice in the rear of her mind said that she ought to be allowed to feel like this, to feel the pain so sharply because she was his daughter, if not by blood. but she had to pull herself from her grief, to be strong for herself and for her small and shattered family.

she watched Sunny for a long time while these thoughts moved through her mind, finally moving forward to place her muzzle in the fur of his shoulder in a silent display of sympathy and solidarity. and though she did not know how she would move past this, she knew that she would eventually...she had moved past so much before.