breaking promises

She would leave Novaro in the early morning, staggering away from the vomit and sorrow as soon as the realization dawned on her. Pregnant? She was going to be a mom. And though that idea in itself did not bother her what about Mercy? She had promised the girl that she would be there for her, that she didn't have to worry about pregnancy or other children. She felt sick, numb. Everything felt off. But above anything else she knew she needed to speak to Mercy, need to speak with her young ward. She would walk with a stagger, lacking her usual grace as she made her way towards the giant white woman's den. She would take her time, trying to figure out what she wanted to do, what she wanted to say. What could she say? She had broken her promise. Ugh, SUCH a bad mom? She would slow, pause a moment a short way from Mercy's den before she would approach and seat her self delicately outside. Did she look fat? She felt fat? She would shuffle her paws, pulling them close to still slender body before flipping poofy tail over her paws. She would shuffle some more before finally deciding she couldn't put it off anymore. She would clear her throat before letting out a soft bark calling for Mercy. Hopefully she was home, they had a lot to discuss...



"Talk here."