My homeland

I am Dented, by the skies that keep me up at night

"I know I'm getting older but I'm not told I'm temporarily out of my mind."

She was eager to get back to her children. It'd hadn't been too much of trouble what with them being in deeper into the territory. Voodoo could already see the sun setting and that would make it the perfect time to catch Recluse.... though it occured to her that bringing a stranger to the borders when the alpha was still in mourning may have been a bad idea. No matter - she trusted Recluse would understand after all she had warned her right? Habari... she was going to have to say goodbye to her homeland. Yet didn't all birds leave the nest at some point?

"I'll call." Voodoo took a glance at Wren before lifting her head in a call. No doubt it would be a surprise but since the night was settling in perhaps it would be better. It was the usual anxiety swamping over her. When had Voodoo turned this nervous? She hadn't remembered every decision simply just weighed in her head heavily now. If it would benefit, if it would not, such things perhaps needn't matter.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN