NARRATIVE POV
“Where are we going, Bree-Bree?” Tia’s little voice squeaked in the night as she and her only trusted friend from her pack walked out of the pack forest and into the clearing on the other side of the borderlines.
Bree stopped and crouched down to Tia’s level. She cupped either side of Tia’s face and smiled. There was sadness in her eyes when she did, but it was quickly masked and replaced with something else, something darker. Tia furrowed her brows and tilted her head. Bree had never looked at her with such disdain before; she was confused by the change. It was an expression she was used to from everyone else, but not from her only friend, Bree.
“Bree? Are you okay?” Tia placed her hand on Bree’s worn face and smiled. “It’s okay, I am here for you.” Tia offered her comf
