Telling all your lies like second nature

The youth had chosen to ignore Raba’s call. Probably not the smartest of decisions, but truthfully Nah was feeling sore and hurt. Qualm hadn’t been spending time with her as she hoped… and Karabela… well… it seemed the alphess was far too busy with her duties to pay much mind to an eager young wolfess. Nah was spiteful for this too, though it was hardly Raba’s fault. The young female knew that she’d get chewed out for not wanting to go to the meeting too but… she just felt distant.

Was it her fault? Qualm’s? She didn’t know. She just knew that she wanted others to feel the distance she felt. Her claws dug into the earth, a scowl on her face. Why did she feel like this? Why did she feel so bitter and angry? Was it something deeper than herself and Qualm? Did it go back to her biological parents?

A breath was taken by the youth before she started across the steppe. Her ears were pinned, her mind wrapped up in being angry at everyone. Maybe if she made an effort to do more in the pack she could get noticed by Raba then…? Did it even matter? The frustrated teen let out a heavy huff. Why did life have to be so complicated?