Moonspear Brother brother

And then another and Amalia felt her throat close tightly and her eyes pricked with tears. She quickly had to hide her face, look downward a tightening of her tail further around her paws. She had simply wanted to come and get herbs. That was all and now three wolves were staring at her, expecting an answer for something that was quite embarrassing and hard to handle anyway. At least for her. This was only her 2nd time into heat, and she'd never let it go this far, so how was she to know part of this problem was her emotional range was haywire. Now she just felt like a fool and some side show in a circus tent and she wanted to scream.

Amalia suddenly stood and shifted. It's fine. Just let's go. There was a hurried quality to her voice, and her ears were tight to her head and her tail tucked tightly to her hindquarters. Edgy and anxious. She just wanted this over and she'd never step foot here again. She'd tell Alaric to meet her somewhere next year. That sounded like a plan to her.