Whitebark Stream It's me defending in suspense

as expected, the question came in. surya shook his head. it's a long story; i would rather just forget about it, he said morosely, shrugging. why would someone seemingly so keen on forgetting something keep bringing it up? it was a lie he kept telling himself, over and over: i want to forget it. i want to forget him.

but it seemed the yearling was not the only one with troubles. his ears came forward, attentively curious, as kavik spoke. what did you do? he asked, trying to inject compassion into his words despite the overt nosiness. he must have done something awful, if the mother wasn't allowing him to see the kids.

a nice place. except for the whole family drama part. he nodded in agreement, but kept quiet, waiting for the rest of kavik's story.