Breeze / 6 / Female

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Breeze started in shock for a moment at Nick’s very personal question. She let a growl release from her throat before stopping it quickly, not wanting to sound threatening. She was angry however, suddenly very aware of the fact that the pack were far too curious for their own good. She pushed away the male's apology, not forgiving him for what he had stated. Deep down she knew that she shouldn't act like this, but her weakened state had cause her to put barriers up to shelter herself.

Her upper lip curled and she growled again, this time more angry at her mind than the wolves around her. Her brain whirred with a mix of emotions; fear, hope, enragement, everything.

She stood up, whipping round to face Nick. “It’s really none of you business whether I have a mate or not, none of your business at all.” She said aggressively through gritted teeth.

Swinging round again she stalked into her den, before sitting down facing the back wall. She then circled a few times before lying down, her head resting on her paws sadly. Her high running emotions finally settled and she hated herself for what she had said. She let out a loud, choked sob that echoed around the clearing, and then all was silent.