01-23-2011, 12:47 AM
She moved from the mountains back into the pack lands that she called home, she was stupid, so stupid. She shifted into her two legged body as she walked into the pack lands, her arms where wrapped around her body as she had her hat upon her head. As her heart thumped away in her chest, she could not believe what she had done. Not only had she allowed her-self to have sex with a member of the clan that her pack was not getting along with, but she had feelings for him. They both knew that it would not work out for either for either of them to be mates, but it did not mean that she could not promise that area that they sold their bodies to each other, as their own haven as long as no one else found out the tan and white she wolf knew it would work out for the best for them all. She gulped, as she took that step back into the pack lands. Her coat still clung onto his musky smell; she could still smell him on her. Pontiac did not want to lose that scent. Moving into the cave that the pack shared moving into one of the unclaimed dens, she un wrapped her arms from around her waist as she slide her hand up her side taking her hat off her head, as she extended her arm out tossing her old faithful hat to the side with a flick of her wrist.
Moving over to a corner of the den she gasped as she felt the air cutting away from her. She started to wheeze and then coughing. Pontiac was scared, she knew she was having another one of her panic attacks; however it was clear that this was going to be a bad one. She wanted to scream out ask for someone to help her, someone to hold her hand while she worked on breathing. She gasped again as a new wave of his scent came into her. Pontiac closed her eyes as she started to cry. She knew that she messed up, she had feelings for the enemy. Pontiac had enough feelings for this male that she could not take a side on this fight between packs; she could see how he was hurting over the fact that one of his pack members was killed. Falling down to the ground as she rolled onto her back as tears strolled down her face. Tears were shed for Ty, tears for Itzal and the feelings she had for him. Pontiac messed up, she messed up bad. Sad part was…she would do it again even after knowing that Naniko might be highly upset with her.
Moving over to a corner of the den she gasped as she felt the air cutting away from her. She started to wheeze and then coughing. Pontiac was scared, she knew she was having another one of her panic attacks; however it was clear that this was going to be a bad one. She wanted to scream out ask for someone to help her, someone to hold her hand while she worked on breathing. She gasped again as a new wave of his scent came into her. Pontiac closed her eyes as she started to cry. She knew that she messed up, she had feelings for the enemy. Pontiac had enough feelings for this male that she could not take a side on this fight between packs; she could see how he was hurting over the fact that one of his pack members was killed. Falling down to the ground as she rolled onto her back as tears strolled down her face. Tears were shed for Ty, tears for Itzal and the feelings she had for him. Pontiac messed up, she messed up bad. Sad part was…she would do it again even after knowing that Naniko might be highly upset with her.