Sun Mote Copse It is raining in my heart

Weejay fussed under Wraen's inspection, though kept her objections silent. She was not sure what Wraen was seeing when she looked at her -- but she hoped that the leader came away with no negative conclusions. 

Her gaze remained studiously on the ground until Wraen spoke again; a walk? Glancing from the Sovereign to her den, Weejay wondered if maybe she was in trouble. Sure. She hadn't remembered doing anything bad.. but maybe Wraen was here to lecture her on her frequent forays outside of the pack -- much to the detriment of her poor father's content.