Siduri was always grumpy these days. The young wolf was very unsure. Unsure of herself, her place in the pack, even being around others. Just... nothing felt right. She was a stranger in her own skin at times. Ever since she'd hurt Jael... Ugh. More than once the pastel girl had considered leaving. It would be better for everyone if she just left. Then she wouldn't have to worry about hurting anyone else when she lost control. The only one that made her feel slightly normal was Sakana. She couldn't cling to him all the time though.

The day was warm but overcast. Siduri lay up on the wooden, wrap around porch of her treehouse. She watched various members of the pack come and go, going about their business as though it was just another day. It was, but every day was a surprise to the colorful child. Would she be herself or would something else inhabit her body? With a sigh, she continued watching life happen around her.

"Siduri"

Days passed quickly in the Ravine, and Davey is enjoying himself. More than he should, he's enjoying himself. The boy is positively thriving, likely for the worst. Developing a strong fuck around and find out, and today, he's found out. In his travels, he'd put his head a little too far into a hole already occupied by some sort of lizard.

The lizard had taken a nasty chunk out of the boy's face, a big ol' chompy chomp. Davey wasn't about to go to any of his parents with this, nope. Instead, he goes looking for a sibling to take care of the injury. For as much as Jael had tried to keep them from Sid... well, that meant she was the least likely to tell anyone, right?

Being Very Brave™ about the wound on his face, still dripping blood and still holding the lizard, Davey makes his way to his sister. Thankfully she's perched on her porch. Looking up wide eyed and giving a little woof around the carcass, the pup balefully calls to his older sister.

"Davey"