First there was seeing Borden with his friend, Jayse still could not figure out head or paw of that matter. He hadn't told her yet, and thus she was stuck pondering, recollecting the past event in her head. His grave face the first picture in her head, and how the white wolfess had acted like she hadn't even been there. This brought the remembrance of their conversation, wondering where dear poor Ozera was. How she had told him she'd let it go, but right now alone she let her worries envelope her. A healthy thing, not in the slighest. The guilt was hardly evident, but what else was she to think of if it weren't for the struggles in her heart. She knew of Borden's wishings to leave, and understood. What would that cost them? Thoughts became disrupted by the steps of another. She turned her head round trying to see who was also awake, enjoying the afternoon.
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