It's time they find out who we are

The female felt cold as she wandered away from her den that morning. It was summer, so she knew it was the lingering illness she had that was making her body ache and feel yucky… but that brought her little comfort with each step she took. She had been stuck in her head, playing through old memories, remembering old faces as she was haunted by the past…

Why was it she only remembered bits and pieces? Why was it that conversations, too, bothered her so?

‘I want to change…’ Bellamy thought to herself.

‘But I am afraid…’ The she-wolf could feel herself trembling, hearing Sparhawk’s voice in her head.

What if he was wrong?

What if she really was bad…

...or what if her mind consumed her in doubt?

The female came to a stop as her breath caught in her throat. Her mind was spiraling, questioning everything. She hated this feeling… hated how her mind worked. She whimpered softly and looked towards a large pine standing alone a bit further along her path.

That.

That was her destination…

Her paws shakily lead her to the pine. Though whether she was shaking from her lingering illness or if it was from the heavy emotions she felt Bells wasn’t sure.

‘I hate that I’m afraid…’ Bells thought to herself as she got closer.

‘I hate… feeling like I’m going to fall apart with every step… what is wrong with me? Why do I feel like this?’ Her ears were pinned back against her skull.

She reached the tree at last and leaned against it as she ran over what she knew in her head.

She had a not so good past that definitely affected her mind. Losing her parents, and her sisters, had damaged her from the get go.

Going through everything she had…

...was it any wonder she felt like she was losing her mind?

‘Is it… okay that I’m broken?’ The female questioned.

She closed her eyes and took a breath.

Yes.

It was okay.

She didn’t choose this life… but she was trying so hard to make something of the path she’d been pushed down.

In Winterfell she had been given a chance… a choice…

And she was going to make the most of it.

Tilting her head back Bellamy called for someone, anyone, who would answer her call from the pack.

Perhaps it was time to start mingling a little more with her packmates.