Feather wandered about, crying. She hated being left alone with her thoughts. "I guess they hate me... I mean, I've heard some of the things that they have said. I'm not an alpha anymore anyway, my frickin' pack got burned to death. And I'm not dangerous or deadly. Wren really took this too far...", she muttered to herself, and sat down to wait for them to come. She wasn't going to run, but she wasn't going to attack them either.
*she waits*









