The scars that are too fresh

Hawkeye gave a single nod. "I will definitely try to find him." Hawkeye thought about her own father dying. If it would be a natural death, it would be for a few more years.

"No, I would not trade my children, but I would most definitely change who the father is. In my old pack, you are bonded for life. If there are troubles, they are worked out either though a spiritual hike along, together with your partner, or through a sage. Splitting ways because you have lost feelings on your own is not an acceptable excuse." Hawkeye's brow was narrowed. Leaving a mate was unacceptable in her eyes, and those who did should be shunned.

Hawkeye looked down for a moment when Blue Willow apologized for her feeling unwanted. It was true, though. No one need her, not even the pups. "It's okay, Blue Willow. I know you do not feel the same way, and that helps." Her mind flashed to Ferdie and an inkling of a smile rose upon her face, but only for a split second.