Terror.

Anger. (10)

You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness. Tears come from the heart and not from the brain. To have felt too much is to end in feeling nothing. People keep telling me that life goes on, but to me that's the saddest part.
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Timeskip 2 moons)

Soft rains drops fell onto the camps floor through the cracks of leaves. Wolves huddled in their dens fast asleep, but Whitedeath wasn't sleep. She could sleep, not after the death of her pup.. I mean could you blame her?

Cipher had began training and the pups had been fine, but while Whitedeath was out in the forest the worst happened. Tutanka had told Doe the truth about Junipers death, someone Whitedeath wanted to wait until they were older to tell them about.

As Whitedeath returned Doe had a traumatized look on her face, looking at Doe she turned her head towards Tutanka. "What did you do?" She growled, "How about you ask Doe." Tutanka retorted. "Doe what happened?" No response.

"Tutanka I swear what did you do? You good for nothing mistake!" Whitedeath growled, "I told her about Junipers dead, no big deal." Whitedeath sighed, "I wasn't going to tell them until they got older!" She swiped at Tutanka, leaving a small scar on her head.

Tutanka ran out of the den tail tucked between her legs, "The more you run the worse your punishment is!" She shouted. Following the pup into the healers den she cornered her, growling. Tutanka shrank herself down, pressed into the stone walls of the den. For a moment they stayed like that before whitedeath turned around and walked back towards the den, was it perhaps a change of heart? Or did she not wish for Tutanka to suffer her faith. "Just come on."

A/n
Does this mean Tutanka basically admitted to being a murderer 🤔