Stavanger Bay Unconscious mind but wide awake

She had missed him. Again. Feelings if defeat flowed through her as she limped back towards the ones she hoped hadn't turned on her. She had been gone far too long, and she wouldn't expect anything but cold shoulders and punishment if they did welcome her back. Her usual sleek coat was dull from sleepless nights, a grueling pace and lack of food.
Tiny paws hit the ground heavily as she made her way across the landscape. The weather, although nice, did nothing for her mood. It didn't help with her injuries. The rockslide spilt her down the hill and made her a ragdoll. She grimaced at her sore muscles, yet it was her shoulder that cringed at any movement. Something was wrong with it, yet she kept moving. 
Stopping for a moment, she lifted her tired skull and closed her eyes, a salty breeze rippling through her coat. She breathed in deep, and a bittersweet feeling rose in her as she wondered if they would accept her back. A small whimper rose in her throat as the inner turmoil mixed with her fatigue and pain. Closing her throat, she stopped it. That wouldn't help.
She stepped to the edge of the border and hesitated, a rush of emotions knocking out the rest of her energy. Sitting down heavily, she didn't disguise her exhaustion or emotions as she raised her head and called for someone...anyone..to answer. She curled her tail around her sore paws and waited, keeping her eyes open by sheer willpower.