i'll take thee away

Amber looked at the small wolf. She saw the tear in her eye. "Don't worry, that's all in the past now," she said and gave her a nudge of reassurance. "Besides, there's always a sunny side around every dark cloud." She looked around again, checking for any other wolves. Eager to change the subject, she asked, "Is this going to be your first winter?" Runt looked very young, almost older than a puppy, so Amber felt a bit worried for her. "Because if it is, I'll be happy to help." She knew she was putting her loyalty on the line. If her pack found out... who knows what they would do? But Amber couldn't stop herself. She knew how hard winter could be for a lone wolf, especially at Runt's age. She would feel awful if she couldn't help in any way.