Facing Shadows

He wouldn't force her back to Abaven, he's been demoted. She gave a sort of relieved sigh and a small nod, careful not to dislodge Alma from her chest. Even though she couldn't see she still knew he had shook his head, the minute sound of fur rustling gave it away. His rump met the floor of her den and she turned herself by twisting and scooting her own rump to face him. It didn't surprise her when he asked why she was out here in the maw. Shaye probably didn't want to look like the bad guy that had driven a woman to run for fear of her own pathetic life. Her ears pressed back at the mention of her children though as well as guilt and heartbreak painting her features.

"I'm not surprised she never told anyone what she did to drive me away. Shaye attacked me Acere, because I just wanted to take my child and flee to our den to escape her anger. Verse had made it to the battlefield and it was apparently my fault..... I didn't even know she was gone until she was late to check in with me." She turned her head away then. She wore guilt and shame on her face. Here she was making someone else see the bad in Shaye, when Acere probably would never believe Shaye capable of such a thing.