Ouroboros Spine One young wolf has a larger heart than all these men combined

She shook her head—it wasn’t silly at all. Had she not found coping mechanisms to occupy her mind with, she would’ve ruminated on similar thoughts. When she did allow them to come through, she felt as though she was being torn in two opposite directions, one of which she was bound to by duty, and the other by whimsy. It was only the former—paired with the warning of their mother—that kept her in Moonglow.

I feel that way, sometimes, too, the admittance was like nails against a chalkboard; it wasn’t often that she said such things out loud—that she admitted that things weren’t okay. But, with Lightfoot, she felt some comfort in being candid and learning of their shared experiences. But I try not to think about it much—it’s why I’m always so busy. She looked towards the borders and latched her paw onto her opposite elbow, sighing heavily as she fell silent.

Even now, she was tempted to run—they could go in and out without being noticed, and nothing would go wrong. At least, that was what she told herself.

Has mom said anything to you about being able to go out more? she asked after a prolonged pause. She hadn’t brought it up to Vairë, as she didn’t want to bother their mother while she was sick, but she wondered if it’d come up naturally in conversation for them.