Okay- so we all make mistakes, right? 'Cause nobody's perfect n' all of that mushy-gushy n' lovey-dovey stuff... But that's the freakin' problem; these darn ol' "mistakes" are really starting to get old, sure, Celaeno's gettin' a bit older now n' he knows good n' well he can't really be out rippin' n' runnin' all 'round the whole damn park like he used to, but cmon! He's not crippled n' he most certainly didn't appreciate bein' told as much, 'course the poor ol' healer of the Velvet Redwood pack didn't give two bunny's lil' cotton tails 'bout his grumpy ol' leader's whinin' n' cryin' 'bout somethin' like 'em aging n' gettin' much slower n' kinda crabbier 'bout most things too, n' usually Celaeno wouldn't care 'bout hurtin' any of those wild n' young lil' yearlings feelings either 'cause they were gonna realize when they get older n' hopefully sooner than later that all his naggin' was jus' fer their own good. Nothin' too personal. Nah... Jus' the ol' hoot doin' what he does best. But maybe- just maybe, ta freakin' every living creature on this earth's surprise, Celaeno admits n' relents that he kinda went a bit too far scoldin' ya that last time.

N' Celaeno would really have ta be pullin' somethin' out of his rump ta justify basically kickin' ya out of the territory for the night after scarin' ya darn near ta death- yeah, it won't exactly his best moment n' Stars' knows how much his poor ol' mate, Oenoe, was naggin' his rump off 'bout how cruel he was treatin' ya like some kind of traitor or somethin', but look! In Celaeno's defense yer were goin' to put the whole darn pack in danger messin' n' playin' 'round with those other lil' pups from the Blossom Spring Hill pack like that. N' it really was jus' a freakin' spur of the moment thing at the mere thought of his pack gettin' hurt 'cause ya couldn't jus' listen n' sit ya fluffy lil' rump down somewhere, made 'em freakin' panic n' pretty angry.

That was that. But you were still out 'ere actin' all weird n' sad n' pitiful. So now Celaeno was feelin' real guilty.