Hideaway Strath Lend me a helping hand

Whrist padded up to him very slowly as if he were a fawn she didn’t want to spook, her light nearly white blue eyes fell upon his face a gentle smile on her maw. “Honestly thank you for the spar I needed that” She lay down next to him and lay her head on her paws  She drew in a deep breath and held it for a moment before finally releasing it, “Why are you here? In this pack I mean?” She asked aloud staring at the trees in the distance, their was a reason to ask the question but she couldn’t quite understand why she needed to or why she felt so torn, or even what she was feeling torn about something just didn't sit right in her mind and she needed a sounding board.