Phoenix Maplewood the goodbye is the hardest part

IM BACK!!

The lanky girl had grown in leaps and bounds since leaving the whelping den, she was all leg, and often extremely clumsy. Although he outward appearance was usually a comical adventure, the girl had closed in on herself in the weeks since the fire. Choosing to stay out of the way, and spending more and more time on her own. She still remembered to retreating form of her father, and panic as he left her alone. And the withdrawn form of her mother, whom she hadn't spoken to much. Their last conversation gave Padma some much needed realization. She was sad and angry, but most of all she felt guilty. If she had been smarter, or quicker, perhaps Shale would have had time to search for her brother and return unharmed. Tears pricked the edge of her gaze, as she mentally berated herself.