Heron Lake Plateau i.x : who was only a stranger at home

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Niamh told herself to keep still and stare Colt down when he turned his jaded gaze upon her. For a moment, their eyes locked and she held her conviction- but as soon as he turned, she knew he wasn't going to do what she'd asked- and that she didn't want him to. Her jaw worked but she couldn't get any words out, but she took a step forward until one of her hind feet brushed against Towhee's still form, and she turned to look at her friend, lying on the ground without any idea of what had just happened...Yet at the same time, she was the cause of one of the largest rifts that had ever occurred in Niamh's life. 

"W...Wait," She said, voice trembling. She couldn't go after him- not with Towhee as she was. She couldn't just abandon her there, but her heart began to feel as though it was being torn in two, and she felt frozen by indecision. If she went after Colt, she'd be abandoning Towhee...But if she let him go, she might never see him again. "Colt, Colt wait!" She shouted, but it was likely too late. If he heard, she couldn't tell- he was out of sight before she found her voice, and was left alone with her fallen packmate and their failed attempt to snuff out the life of a pathetic Blackfeather wolf. Sniffling slightly, and trying to comprehend what she'd just done, she settled down alongside her packmate to keep her warm, and tilted her head back to call for help. She assumed that after her first call, @Phox or @Quixote might be the closest; until then, she would wait until she had help to either find Raven or get Towhee to her. 

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