Sun Mote Copse Let this moment be the first chapter: where you decide to stay

Yes, she had been selfish. She was young and dumb and still allowed to be a little selfish after the death of her father. That's how Nellie saw it, but everyone wanted her to be a grown up already. "Go tell your mum, she must be worried." "Don't you feel bad?" "Don't you wanna talk to her?" - Truth was that Nellie didn't feel as bad she probably should be feeling. The time at Frosthawks had helped her, probably more so than if she had stayed and moped around with her family.

She felt a little agitated, regretting telling anything at all. She expected questions about her time there, not her moral explanation for wanting to stay there - ALONE. Bad enough for me to not want it. She replied solely. She looked away, not wanting to see her mother actually say all those words. She guessed this was her punishment for acting selfishly, which was fine with her. How could she expect anyone to understand how it was like to lose a father at her age except... Bronco!

She saw it just milliseconds after her mother did, a sprinting silhouette of a big and brawny guy. The golden flecks in his mane were unmistakably Bronco. He was running and running and... He was gonna stop right? She looked to Niamh who had backed off, not heeding her warning.

BRO- Was as much as she could shout before their bodies collided and she was flung to the ground with a hard thump. Whatthefuck - You wanna kill me now that I've returned alive?! She joked with a smile, pushing his much larger frame in an attempt to get him off her.