The Sentinels the roof was pretty windy and she didn't say a word

She looked upon him once more -- he had not seen her since his arrival, and he's met with the same blank stare as he had been given before. His presence alone seemed to bother her, and even as she speaks his name in a formal greeting, the wave of unwelcome lingers upon him once more -- except this time, he feels his own ire for her presence begin to build.
 
She was at the helm of his father's legacy, and this was how she treated her pack mates?
 
His own muzzle opens, his eyes flashing dangerously as he is about to voice this opinion quite openly -- when suddenly the ivory dove lowers her muzzle to him -- a gesture of sympathy. He snaps his jaws with a sharp click, confusion now seeping past him, and the distinct suppression of emotions tempts to brim from his very soul as he thinks of his father's body, lying cold in the ground.
 
His words are lost, now, though, and with a shudder to keep the loss within, he swiftly directs his eyes away from her, his ears falling upon his skull.