Redsand Canyon Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason

She heard the anger in his voice and, for the first time, she felt hers flicker towards him in response.  Maybe she should have suspected this would be his reaction, but she hadn't, and it blindsided her maybe even more than Bronco's departure.  Once again, she was the selfish one, but this time she didn't have the space for it.  She just couldn't take anything else right now.

Because I can't.  You chose to come here.  You don't get to be angry at me, okay, when I didn't make that choice for you.  Her fur prickled up, but behind the heat of her words, she knew she was about to lose it.  Her voice cracked and she cut off, snapping her muzzle shut and taking a moment.

This wasn't right.  It wasn't his fault, but still, she couldn't handle this right now.  Maybe coming here was a mistake.

I need to go.  I'm sorry.  Apparently this was her week to burn everything to the ground.  Even the things she'd started off the day taking for granted.  She couldn't hear his disappointment any more, with the echo of his father's accusations still hanging over her head.  He could hate her for that if he needed to.