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Gamma of Bright Moon
I had disappeared. Now I was back. And I was ashamed. Ashamed for leaving my pack, my leader, my everything. It was a foolish move and I greatly regretted it. I was bing selfish and rash and I wouldn't blame Tamlin if he was angry with me, or at the very least disapointed. My sandy pilars moved slugishly as they brought me closer and closer to the lands I had called home for so long, the land I had abandoned briefly. Just before the invisible line, I paused, hesitated, and sucked in a deep breath. Blowing it slowly out, I padded into the territory with my head down, ears back, and tail between my legs. I was the picture of submission. I was only gone for about a week but it was while we had been going on a pack hunt. It wasn't right but I did it anyways. Stupid and selfish girl. Tamlin's voice rang through my head, shame lacing his tone. I knew full well that he would never say anything like that but my parinoia still plagued me. I wove my way through the trees and into my favorite clearing, so close to the prairie. My cranium tilted skyward and a timid howl whispered from my maw. I wasn't even sure if Tammy was here or if he would come. The call held no words but it was clear from the notes that I was calling my king and only my king.
I lowered my rear to the cool earth and wrapped my banner daintily around me. My audetts were still back slightly, eminating submission, but at the same time they were pricked forward to catch the slight sounds. I knew Tamlin was nearly silent when he moved, through these lands especially. He could make himself completly unheard if he wanted but I had a feeling he would alert me of his presents before I saw him. My gaze shifted all over, from the beautifully clear sky to the treetops and the birds in them. It felt good to be home, amazing really, and my regret for leaving rushed over me, renewed. I found it almost amusing how I had come to this pack as a cautious, guarded teen who kept herself at a distance, not really caring one way or another about the pack. And now I was practically an open book and I put my pack above even my own life. Then why'd you leave? Hmm? There it went again, that little nagging voice whispering with venom and hitting me where it hurt. I let out a dry laugh, one lacking humor. Oh just shut up! I'm back now and that's all that matters. Plus I regret what I did. The thoughts were spit back. Then I realized how ludicrous this was, having a conversation with myself. I wouldn't put it past myself to slowly be going insane. Yet another sigh escaped past my lips as I glanced around me. Nothing to do now but wait, I supposed.
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