Inali crossed her paws and laid her head on her paws, listening intently as Minka answered her question by telling her story. At least you had a family, Inali thought bitterly. She immediately scolded herself mentally. I have no right to think like that. I cant take out my own frustration and pain on Minka like that just because of my lack of family. She doesn't deserve it.
As Minka paused after she finished her tale, Inali took advantage of the silence and thought of back home. It wasnt truthfully her home though....it was just a place where she had lived the first year of her life, nothing more.
After that brief moment of silence, Minka asked her about her own family.
"What about you? Did you have a family that you left behind?"
Inali shook her head slowly, pensively, as she faced her friend. "Not really. I didnt think of them as my family really. I grew up with them in my life of course, but I didnt really think of them as that." Inali knew she probably wasnt making any sense so she tried to reach into her scrambled mind to see if she could make sense of the memories flowing through her head.
Her birth.
Her father showing favoritism to her older male siblings.
Her mother comforting her through the painful, rejected feelings she had tried to sort through because of her father not paying attention to her.
The night she left.
Inali took a breath and exhaled slowly. She was finally ready to speak. "I was the smallest of my mother's litter of 3. And the only girl. Both of my brother's, who were older, were my father's favorite. He was the Alpha of our pack and everyone looked up to him for some reason I still cannot fathom. Anyway, I remember as a young pup, I did so many things to gain my father's attention and approval."
A dry chuckle escaped her mouth as the memories of her as a young pup popped into her head, and she continued, "But nothing ever worked. Everything I did was wrong. He never payed attention to me. He was a cold hearted, bitter Alpha and an even colder father. Except to my brothers. They were of course the epitome of perfection in his eyes. Inali knew the bitterness in her tone could easily be heard but now that she began to talk, she couldn't seem to stop.
"When I became a Yearling, I found that I had grown to hate my supposed 'father' along with my two older brothers. They had grown to act just like my father. Cold and Bitter. The only one that I thought as family, the only one I absolutely adored and loved....was my mother. She was always there, even when my father and brothers were not and told her to just abandon me. But, she didn't. She never listened to them.
Inali found herself getting a bit chocked up thinking of her mother, so she stayed silent for a while to regain control of her emotions. She soon continued with her story."Anyway, one night, I knew I couldn't live like that anymore. So, I just left." Inali cleared her throat and continued, slightly embarrassed for saying so much, "There you have it. My story.
A thought popped into her head and she spoke, "You know? Our stories are completely different, but slightly similar. We both didn't fit in with our birth packs, are now wandering around by ourselves, are both yearning for a pack to belong to, and here we are! To think! Do you think its a coincidence? Fate? What?"