'cause i'm stuttering

Lark didn't offer much comfort, and Sparrow decided that this time- and maybe for one of the first times in his life- he was the one that needed comforting. Sparrow remained close by her brother as they walked. He gave her a small look then spoke, mentioning their previous conversation and asking how she felt.

Sparrow thought for a moment before answering.

"Replaced? Forgotten? Disappointed in him and Finch. I-" Sparrow swallowed dryly. She wasn't sure if she was more angry or sad, "I don't really... think they're coming back. That's how our family is, isn't it? Maybe Dad realized he wanted to start over when he started raising Storm's pups."

Sparrow tried to keep the bitter tinge out of her voice, but it was evident.

"How hard is it to keep a few pups inside the pack? Move them to the middle. I get that she's blind, but-" Sparrow clicked her tongue.

After walking a while more, Sparrow still couldn't feel good and calm. She licked her lips nervously, "Do you... do you think I made the right choice? Maybe... I mean- you know I always felt like I was missing something: that I didn't belong here, but..."

Sparrow stopped walking, her eyes fixing on Lark, "What if this is it? What if this is my calling? Being the... Being Abaven's alphaess?"

One last thing remained.

"But what if I fail?"