As if the struggle to get him wasn't hard enough. But he vanished. Her sweet, sweet Niall. They had five pups, but they were growing it seemed to fast. They didn't need her anymore. Still she had to keep going. Just one paw after the other. It's so . . . lonely . . . Silence filled the air as the white lad came to a hault at the edge of the cliff. She was so close to the edge. Her deep amber eyes stared down the rocky earth below. Just one little move and she could fall to her death. She liked the idea. She liked the near death feel. It kept her busy since nothing else seemed to. She hadn't been in a pack very long when she was in one. She lost everyone around her. She sighed and looked back.