Dragoncrest Cliffs let’s be like tigger and pooh

The conversation, heated and moving at a pace she was barely able to keep up with, was charging in a direction that signaled all the alarms to go off in Rose’s head. She was terrified of opening up to anyone and had done so well with keeping her emotions in check for so long, that this sudden rush of pain felt so much worse that what it actually was. She sniffled at the girl’s comment, still refusing to look in her direction. She didn’t want her pity, and that’s exactly what it felt like she was getting. Yet at the question, her russet ear’s twitched atop her head and she wiped away and remainder of any tears. Was she happy here? Now that was the million dollar question. 

Yes is what she wanted to say, but she knew there would be little truth behind her words. No was of course the second answer to pop in her head, but to say she absolutely couldn’t stand it here was a lie as well. “I want to like it here” she began, trying to think of some way to get the words all jumbled in her head to form sentences in her mouth. “And I thought I was happy...” she had really believed this could have been a place for her to belong, but the harsh reality of the situation was, was that Drageda had never felt like home and it likely never would. “...but I don’t know anymore.”