Once again her father had just up and left, again. This made the, what sixth time? At least that he’s left her and not told her where to find her. She knew in her heart that he was only as far as she would let him get. This time was going to be different though, this time she wasn’t going to pack up and leave with out telling a soul and try to go find him. Nope not this time. She had done that to many times, had to much going for her and then he up and left.

The black female was slowly coming to accept that her father had left, along with his little slut. She had closed her-self off, off from the pack, form life it’s self. She was quite sure that the nice lady of the lands would have surely thought that she had left, left along side of her father. This was her time, right now to decide where to go from here, should she stay, and stand along side of her pack, or leave and hunt for her father once again, she was never sure where he was going to be next. Really this was troubling matter of the heart and an easy matter of the mind.

Staying with the lands was her best shoot of living a nice life where she would never have to know the hardship of being a loner, with out a hope. Where it wasn’t anything to fight with a bird for a scrap of food, rotted meat or not, out there, there was no such thing of a ranking system where so and so eats before this one and so on.

Black shimmering paws stepped out of her spot of hiding as she stretched out her legs with a soft moan, shaking her head. The light was bright, she had been in her den for most of the day, she hated light she really did, though she tried to take in an hour or two once o twice a day, to keep her self and her body from getting sick. Sitting down she just sat there and took in the warming rays as she moan a bit more and bitched under her breath about the bright light.

She thought she was safe from the others to not be heard, so she stopped and stood up shaking her body again, as she stood and talked to her-self degrading her father, and the family name. She was one lost soul. Her heart told her to leave and drop every thing and find this black male that raised her when no one else looked at her, because of the crescent marking over her left eye. Though it has faded into nothing more then a small patch of gray fur over her eye. A un-welcomed hunting reminder of her past. Of her father and of her lover…her uncle, the one that she so badly wanted to run to and cling to.

”Well, you stupid bitch you messed up again, where your father? Left ya hun?! Stupid loser maybe if you would stop following him he would live a better life.”