fire and ice

The look Crete had given her at her words of roaming for a few days made a growl rumble in her chest. "It's not like I left the plateau. If anyone needed me, they could have called. You don't know what it's like leading a pack on your own, Crete. If your old pack was so perfect, then why don't you return?" Oh, wait, you can't, she continued in her mind, a slight smugness touching her with a hand; shame crept over her immediately, though, yet she did not apologize for her words. Where was his place to judge her for the way she ran the pack?