It was long past due, the tan and white female needed to get over that once again the male that she thought that she loved, and the male that she thought had loved her in return had once again vanished leaving her just as depressed and just as bitter about love as she was before. She had to move on Pontiac could not let the same male hurt her twice in a row, she had turned Ty away her first lover because she thought Itzal was the one, she was stupid, stupid and foolish. Now it was time to try to pick up the piece and start life all over again.
Coming to the main area of the pack caves the female stood weakly upon her four legs, as she lifted her head up into the sky calling for all and or any pups to come join her, she needed to see the children of the land, to meet them all and get to know them like her job said to, that was her mission now, pleasing the leaders, and she knew to best to do that was by keeping a mother’s eye upon the children in the land.
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