Heron Lake Plateau No I don't wanna fall in love

There was a slight awkwardness to it, she supposed, but part of her also found it an absolute pleasure. To tease to cajole with him. She supposed had they been home, their reactions and the like would have been bad. And she may have gotten Ully killed for her boldness. And yet, she couldn't quite regret these actions, especially so far from home and with that thought, her mind went into a freefall. She was extremely happy, content, whatever it was to be. Granted, there were moments of sadness, it bloomed in the silence, but she wasn't as upset as she could be. She realized this in one quick fell swoop and the silence grew with her unease.

Ully. She whispered.

 She met his gaze with her own, a small vulnerability there. 

Do you think I'm being to happy. I...well.. I don't miss my parents. I'm sad that they are dead and yet part of me feels like it was supposed to happen, or more so that it was coming. Does this make me an awful wolf and daughter? That I can't find grief for the actions that I feel they brought onto theirselves?

She pressed her paw into the frozen snow, pressing so hard, it cracked beneath her weight. Was she a terrible being? Should she be ashamed?