Lion Head Mesa In my defense, I always fall for confidence

Set during this!

Melody was restless. In spite of her anxious energy and inability to sleep, she was still quite unwilling to face the rest of the pack. They would see her and know, surely.

So she paced instead. Pacing, endlessly. Trying not to cry, trying not to think of — no, no, she wouldn't go there. It would not happen. It would all be okay. She had to make herself believe that.