In your guts you know it's all destroyed

Shrub let Mother Wolf lead the way across the field and hung back with the other wolves. The destination didn’t matter. She just needed to get as far away from the Undergrove and the rest of the empires as possible.This was where she belonged, out here in the wilderness, with her feet pounding against the ground and tall grass brushing against her legs. What had she been thinking, playing dress-up as royalty? The crown looked like cheap paper on her head. ***Shrub wrestles with guilt and grief as she leaves her life in the Undergrove behind