Duskfire Glacier The stars welcome him with open arms

True panic flares in her chest for if there's one wolf she doesn't want seeing her like this, it's the cause of her issues. She'd much rather avoid Siarut forever than have him find her in such a state. 

She squeezes her eyes shut as he approaches, wiping her face on her shoulder hurriedly as the sound of his footfalls grows louder. Whether or not she's done a good job concealing what she was feeling was up to him. She kept her face downcast, with hopes he might not see the wet sheen in her silver gaze or the tear tracks on her face. 

"What?" She forces herself to ask, the words hanging heavy in the dark between them, her voice hoarse. She meant it to be clear, confident but it comes out much too small and empty.