Blackwater Islands The blood is rushing, but you're paralyzed

You can drive yourself nuts, trying to figure out why another wolf is the way they are. Bridget replied with a small chuckle. She didn't understand it either. It seemed that some wolves were absolutely set on keeping others at a distance, creating a wall that others couldn't cross (and wouldn't want to). There's a lot of things that make us. Parents, friends, how and where we grew up. I'm not sure. To find out she'd have to ask questions that she was sure no one here would like. Especially not their mysterious leader.

Not every wolf has a home worth going back to. But some of us get lucky with that. She winked, though the statement made her think of Brecheliant with a pang of combined guilt and sadness. The Listener had said they'd get word out, but she hadn't asked if they'd done so or heard a response. She really should.