Blackfeather Woods It's not like you're unpredictable

Was it a test? It could very well be, though Nyx didn't know yet how the pack would react if she would set free their plaything. She had the authority to do so, very much so, and she always liked looking good to the weak. But the wrath that might await her if she did scared her to the bone, though she'd never admit it did.

How am I to treat your wounds with all that dirt clinging to your pelt? She answered to the why question. The what was a little more simple. patch you up, get you fed and kiss you goodnight, of course. It was said with a roll of her eyes, even though the first two things would most likely really happen.