She was furious, every part of her was furious and hurt. How could her father have...how could he! She remembered the small bundle the tiny pups, tiny pups...her half siblings. How could her father have betrayed the precious memory of her mother? How! She was so furious, her legs pumped onward pushing her far from the pack. The rain pelted down on her making her tremble, but still she pushed onward. Her chest tightened slowly in warning but she paid it no heed.
Her mother was a distant memory but still Moranna clung to her with all she had. Necrala hadn't wanted her, but Moranna had loved her mother more then anything, tears escaped her as she wished for her mother even now. Full grown and still pining for the half of parental love that she had been denied. The thought that her father had always and would always love their mother had always kept her from feeling the pain of her loss. Musketeer was a cad though, a horrible cad, and now there was proof of it. Her chest tightened further as rage filled her, she gasped and tripped rolling and falling with a painful thud. She whimpered as the rain continued to pelt her, her chest was tighter now and she felt a sudden aching rip inside, blood filled her mouth.
Oh...she winced at the world swam in and out of focus. So far from home...so alone...
