Swiftcurrent Creek regret

"The question is.. are you?"

Bazi's reply was an instant, almost defensive "Yes." She must have realized that it didn't sound entirely convincing, because she cleared her throat to reiterate. "Yes. I am happy here. Or .. I wouldn't be happier anywhere else. A good home takes work and dedication and time." She was parroting her mother's idealism now, raising weak little straw-man copies of words she strove to believe in wholeheartedly. Tuwawi had offered to give her a home, and Bazi had admitted to herself that the offer had been tempting, to say the least. But Swiftcurrent Creek was home, and it deserved better than three Alphas in the space of a year.

It didn't occur to her how selfish she was being. She was blind to everything that burned unspoken behind Scimitar's beautiful, aquamarine eyes. There was only Bazi's problems and Bazi's pack and Bazi's story - even though she had just unceremoniously dumped part of that responsibility on Scimitar, without really asking how he felt about it.

"Come on. Let's go tell them." Decision made, then. Bazi got swiftly to her feet, nosing Scimitar's big, fluffy ear in encouragement.

Fade? :D /runs into your other thread