Dragoncrest Cliffs But what to put with my heart

Her heart felt like lead. They had yet to iron out the details of repercussions- the fine details would sting like needles. And she would have to reckon with accepting whatever the majority of the pack saw as being fit for both issues. It was not an enjoyable way to start the year; they would have to remedy these things, and ground themselves again. Find things to look forward to.

She assumed Sobo might also wish to be present for the conversation with Meerkat, but when he stirred, she gave him a nod and a smile. Perhaps it would be better for the conversation to be among the women, though Sobo was not regarded as being any less of a being for being a man. Appreciation shone in her doleful eyes. 

She heaved a sigh, and reached out to Mireille, tentative and worried still that her sister might begrudge her for bearing the news. Then she sent up a call for @Meerkat. 

How it was possible now for her heart to feel like lead and tremble like a bird’s wing simultaneously was beyond her comprehension.