I've never felt so torn up

She couldn't stay here any longer. The longer she stayed, hoping it would get better, it truly felt worse. It was like a wound she was tearing deeper in the hopes it would heal. She had thought it would all work out, like it always did. Nowadays, hoping wasn't enough. Though she was surrounded by many wolves - a pack of her own, she was alone, so alone, and sometimes scared of that loneliness. It felt cold, a notion of emptiness. She didn't belong in Celestial, didn't feel like Celestial needed her. She had lost her will to strive and lead, her energy and enthusiasm, her very purpose. What could she do? Where could she go?

Ahlon. Through all this time, it hadn't occurred to her. The place of her family and ancestors seemed like a distant, fantasy world of her childhood. Though the more she thought about it, the more real it seemed, a possibility, a future - her future. And if this was what she wanted, she had to get through Regulus. It was only one meeting - a request to leave the pack. Somehow, it didn't sound too simple. She had missed the last pack meeting, barely interacted with her pack-mates, showed little signs of her own existence. She wasn't the woman she used to be, she had to admit, and it wasn't going to get any better the longer she stayed here. Gathering her thoughts and regaining her composure, she let out a short, reluctant call for the ruby male.

"Speech"