First, you think the worst is a broken heart. What's gonna kill you is the second part
The torn male howled out in frustration as he reached his destination. It was the den where Rosealia had been staying while he was out looking for potential pack members to give his pups a bright home. She was gone, barely a scent left to her and he wondered how she could do this to him. She was supposed to be with him forever, and she ran away while she bore his pups. Fate was cruel to him this day, so he had to go off; no he simply couldn’t leave after this for he had to fix the issues. He had already called upon Ace and Capella to go with him to form a new pack and his entire plan collapsed. How could this happen? He would have to find another pack and not be burdened?
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle. Fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself.
He knew that he would need to face Capella and Ace to explain the situation. That would however, leave a bad reputation of Rosealia for @Capella and Ace to witness and live by. Yet at the same time, they deserved to know the truth about everything that had happened here. His fur was bristling, anger for whatever had happened and his eyes were clouded with a mixed anger and sorrow. He raised his muzzle and released a howl. One for anyone he had recruited. He called for Ace and Capella, they needed to know about it all and they all needed to come up with a plan. Perhaps they could find a pack to join. Perhaps they could find another female, and raise a pack still, with Capella stepping in for Rosealia in the case that she returned. Only time would tell, but they needed action now. There were only two words that could possibly get picked out of the howl. Rosealia's gone. The pain made it worse.Fifth, you see them out with someone else. Sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little.