So, rockabye baby, rockabye I'm gonna rock you Rockabye baby, don't you cry Somebody's got you
Oh, the princess had done it now. She was sure to be grounded for at least a month when she wasn’t home in time for bed not once but twice. Her parents allowed her more freedom to move around now that she was a little older, but she was certain that freedom was not granted to go on such a long journey. In her defense, she’d gotten lost, and when trying to find her way home, she appeared to have gotten more lost than before. She frowned, huffing as she stomped on the dirt around her. How did she get home?
She continued onward, trying to find her way back towards the Surge territory… her nose sniffing around as the scent of other wolves hit her nose. Oh no. She recognized the strength of the scent because of the borders of the Surge… but this definitely wasn’t the Surge which meant it was a different pack! At least she hadn’t crossed it, right? Mom and Dad were soooo going to kill her for this! Well, not kill… but she was definitely grounded.
“Stoopid rain!” She pouted, remembering the thunderstorms that had swept through that had led to this situation to begin with. She would have been able to find her way back to the Surge had it not been for the rain.