Heron Lake Plateau we'll be back again someday

Sequoia frowned, and she felt like she'd come to an impasse. She couldn't blame Bat for leaving, just like she couldn't blame Dalia for leaving. Sure, some had said goodbye and some hadn't, but did it really make a difference in the end? Sequoia didn't plan on apologizing to anybody she had left behind. Except maybe her mother, who she had wished was around when she had left. She was still uncertain what had happened to Momma Portia, and not knowing that would always leave a bit of unease in the pit of her stomach. But to Dacio? To Opalia? To her father? She was unapologetic.

I don't think it's okay, she said after a minute of thoughtful silence. I do think Bat should say she's sorry, but I don't think she will for a long time. If ever, to be quite honest. Maybe she won't. Sequoia sighed and shrugged her shoulders dramatically. But she can't apologize if you two keep avoiding each other forever. And Sequoia was pretty sure they couldn't avoid each other forever, even if they wanted to. The pack was too small for that.