she moved to the den. To say she didn't want to spend time with the pups would be a lie. She knew pups were impressionable and maybe just maybe she could make even one understand how it was wrong to treat others like this. Though speaking to them hadn't been on the top of her list. Speaking could get her tongue ripped out. Then how would she speak one day when she really needed to. To say hannibal had broke her might be a truth. She'd once had comfort around him and now she had none.
She entered the den, finding mordecai wide awake. His sibling must be out, hopefully not too far from the den. She'd have to find them and then corral them back. But a look on mordecai's face said maybe he needed an ear. Not to mention the words she'd heard as she came in. She approached him and gently took her paw and ruffled his shoulder fur. She then sat with her eyes on him. She was listening.