You're the bullet to my gun (ky)

She needed a moment. She needed just some time to regain her composure. She staggered through the west,  unable to believe that change her life had taken. Her husband, her ex-husband, loved another. She had no longer been enough to keep him from straying. A strangled sob wracked her russet frame, but the tears had long stopped coming. How could he? How could he possibly just throw everything away? Had she only been a filler when that whore left him? She would finally allow herself to grieve, now that she was away from prying eyes. He had betrayed her too many times. She should have never allowed him back into her life after the first time. His emotions had always been fickle, but she had chosen to look past it, and now look where she was. 

Her children had been confused, they were old enough now to recognize when something was wrong, she couldn't hide this forever. Legs would fold, her body unceremoniously dropping to the ground on the edge of the ravine. Her paws dangled over the edge, her gaze staring at nothing. Everything was gone. All she had left was her children. But that was all she needed. She loved them all dearly. Tattered ears fell back against her skull, her singular eye falling closed. How had her life ended up in such a mess?