Lost Creek Hollow eyes like frozen planets

Blue eyes flicked to Wren and she raised a brow. To hold grudges was unsightly. She had said her piece had been honest would not forget what wren had done or said, but she could move on from it. Hadn't she moved on from it all, but it seemed Wren could not. Her damage ran deep. Perhaps it was a product of hard living. Oh well it didn't matter.

Current company needed her attention not a wolf with scars of both physical and emotional. But perhaps that was a cruelty of Ash Paw. She loved Silvertongue in spite of and because of her scars. Perhaps the difference was Wren had not gotten to know her first like silver had. And well lets be honest Ash wasn't kind.

Ash smiled softly at the girl. Well lets bring her in give her a place to rest and eat. Sometimes with peace and rest we can remember things. It may not all come back, but some.