Duskfire Glacier Keep a bluebird in my heart

heda felt like she was dying in the grip of something far beyond herself.
her mind screamed that she should return to rivenwood. that she should go to druid and witch and sequoia.
but she did not.
lane was speaking. heda tried to focus on the alpha's words but missed much of it, gazing at the ground between her paws and thinking hard on the last time she had even seen nomi.
suddenly she didn't want to travel with ensio, and it had nothing to do with confusing feelings for him. the red-striped girl was panicking; the only other one here she really knew was veteran, and so numbly she padded to his side.
she shot him a weird look that wanted to be excited and then scuffed at the ground with her paw.
when calida spoke, it was then that heda realized that perhaps she had options — the option of getting farther from rivenwood faster.
"i uh, want to scout ahead," she said aloud, clearing her throat and trying to keep her voice level. "i won't go too far ahead." it made her feel like a child. she no longer wanted to be that. heda no longer wanted to be many things.