Wapun Meadow i am close when they are far

no need to match length, I started writing and couldn't stop.

Her dip in the Creek last night scared her. Her father had been mean and abusive- but not enough to drive her to ever think of suicidal thoughts. For now it scared her, but soon these dark thoughts would become the norm for the new Star. The dappling on her forehead and back was gone, but the the darker, heavier stained were still there. It had been late, and she hadn't stopped to check if all of the blood had washed out. The bloody pawprint like a beacon on her forehead was still somewhat visible. The scar the silver eyed beast had carved in her skin was still there. The blood still showed on her shoulder, a crimson spiral with a line through it. She was a little less scrawny, yet still scrawnier than she'd ever been before. The dark circles were still under her eyes, and although she no longer squinted, she was still getting used to light. Star had left the Creek today again, she didn't want to face her packmates. Sure, Scimitar and Kieran and Falwasi had been in a fight with them, and were mad at her. But she felt like they were just freakin' sorry for themselves. She'd had to stay with these wolves and more- underground- for weeks- tortured and almost starved and interrogated and almost driven insane and drugged. She'd survived. They could survive one measly little fight. Soon she noticed a canine figure up ahead. White, and if she could see correctly from here, pale blue eyes. Was it Bazi? Oh, she wanted to face Bazi the least of all. Bazi was a friend, at least in her mind, and Star had pretty much brought war upon them. But it wasn't her fault, she was drugged when it happened. She stopped her mind from wandering and trotted forward. Once she was a few yards away, she recognized him. It was Dovev. A search had been sent for him, but he had seemed gone. How long had it been? Did he even know she was missing? "Dovev?" She asked, as if she was hallucinating him.