What now?

The tri-colored woman had sat and leaned herself against the base of one of the many palm trees that covered the beach. Being the middle of autumn she was sure the water might be alright, but she wasn't in the mood for a swim nor was she willing to find out. She wasn't in the mood for much to be honest with herself. Since her translated words with Xephyris she didn't even know what to do with herself. Sharing wasn't something she had ever accomplished when she was young and she wasn't about to change now, not on something so important to her. She hoped her words would eventually change his mind, maybe even a bit of half assed flirting with other men would make him see things in a new light but she refused to get her hopes up again.

She had followed him around for this long and now she didn't know if she should stick around. If she stayed she would have the deep burning desire to tear apart that brown witch whom she had far worse name's for. Forced to watch her poses everything Soleil had wanted for herself since discovering her need for the man's closeness when her mood was dark and even when all she wanted to do was be silly she wanted to be herself with him. The woman didn't know if she would find that again but she also didn't know if her control was strong enough to keep her from either kicking that witch's behind or if she would find herself bloody and limping away in shame of her failure to avenge herself.

Soleil felt betrayed, felt as though she was replaced by a woman who didn't deserve anything he had given her. But what now? What was she suppose to do when the man she was now suppose to call alpha only clamed to care for her but held other women above her. Once more in her life she wouldn't know what to do or how to fix the problem. She couldn't fix her father's desire for success, she couldn't fix her sister's leg and she couldn't fix the wounds her father had inflicted on her mother. How was she suppose to fix this. The only thing that had mattered to her for the year or so of her life was crumbling beneath her paws all because she couldn't speak the damn language. She liked to think had she known the silver man had lied to Riv the day she followed him to Myraid that she would had turned down staying. That she would have turned, left and never looked back. But even then she knew she liked him.

What was she to do but stay and try to convince him that he was an idiot. A complete fool if you will, for choosing to be with the brown witch now at his side and carrying his children. A sigh would escape as turquoise orbs closed against the warm sun, the only thought traveling through her mind being the same words over and over. What do I do now? She was within the boarders of Xephyris new pack Vyper, but did she really want to stay and attempt to steal back what was rightfully hers or should she leave.