Nimbus Summit stay crunchy

"i don't have any." her words were blunter than she wanted. "no one came to visit me, when this — it doesn't matter, you know. it's fine." and heda meant it, despite how it came off or sounded. "so i guess i could wonder what's wrong with me, or just accept it. i don't fit. it is what it is. i like hunting alone anyway. the birds show themselves easier if there's not a lot of wolves looking for them."
she hated this. heda turned her gaze toward caracal in apology as if to say see? and then fell to mentally inventing ways that would isolate her from this conversation and his unexpected interest.