i don't want to wake up alone anymore

It had only been a week since the night she had turned over to Abaven as Bass' warrior. And everything...being so near him and so close to many new wolves was so thrilling. Just the thought of it sent excited chills up her spine. She hoped Song didn't care about her leaving Ludicael...it was only one member gone. After all, they had many other wolves. So Wren was pretty sure the queen wouldn't mind much. It was the woman's own choice anyway! That pack was soft-hearted...kind. They wouldn't dare challenge for her. Pft. It was just silly thinking about it.
The girl was still fixing up her little den beneath the massive boulder. It was comfy and the dirt that formed the floor of it was soft and comfortable. Even more comfortable than her old Ludicael den. The little tan girl also felt safe and protected with Bass nearby. It was also exciting. To speak to him, or to nuzzle up into his soft fur- she just had to walk a very short distance and peek her head into his den. But she was more than sure not to pester him. For example...she hasn't spoke to him in about a week. So she felt she was doing pretty good so far.
But her heart still ached to feel his warmth again. It was just so horribly addictive. But she fought the temptation, and focused on the more important issues. Like finishing her den so she had someplace to sleep...and getting something to eat. Because good god...hunger tore at her stomach like angry badgers. She hadn't had something to eat since yesterday morning-...and she could feel herself growing weaker every minute her stomach was completely empty. --- The babe had finally finished, and slowly she made her way out of the dark space. Only to sit in front of the entrance and snap her jaws together firmly.
Her eyes danced across the distance...across the beautiful scenery that lie before her. The rapids, the many rows of trees. And those mountains in the very back. Yes...she loved the mountains. It made her want to run off to climb them. Climb them to the very top. A smile extended her lips slowly, and her forelegs gave out beneath her, dropping her small body to the ground. She tucked her chin in between her forepaws and huffed softly. Now to wait...wait for something interesting to happen, perhaps? Like a butterfly to come fluttering by? Or a rabbit to bound across her vision?
"Speech"
'thoughts'