The pair continued to walk along the river, Tamaska never letting her eyes stray from Sheauga as she spoke. Nothing to be ashamed of. At least you recognize it and can work on self healing. Everything else will come in time.

Sheauga started to slow her pace, the expression on her face telling a story of past hurt and moving forward with the intention of healing. Her next words took some time for the native woman to process, not really sure what to say at this point to make her feel better, as she had not gone through something like this before.

Romance and heartbreak weren't something she had encountered first hand, but was more then willing to accept the challenge. We all do what we must to survive. Maybe she just didn't know if she would ever see you again, and after some time wanted to move on. Not from you, but just the hurt. We do crazy things when we are hurt. Not that I am defending what she did. Only giving a possible perspective on the matter.

Tamaska saw Sheauga look back up at her, exhaustion plain as day on her face. A statement of going back to her old pack came next. Perhaps this is a bit selfish of me, so forgive me. But I'm rather glad you aren't. Now I can have you all to myself. A bright affectionate smile lit up on Tamaska's face, trying to lighten the mood, followed by a soft tail wag.