Swiftcurrent Creek The world's such a crazy place

Chusi sagged noticeably, then brightened considerably. Durnehviir pricked a ginger lobe in response to this, gathering from her reaction that this decision surprised her. In a way, it ruffled the Alphess' feathers. Did she appear this brutal, cold-hearted witch? Her heart sank a little further, and her pale eyes were averted to look down at the clean white of her forepaws. Had they still called the coast their home, perhaps things would have ended very differently for Chusi, but she hoped that Swiftcurrent would be a kinder environment to all of them.

She confirmed with a curt nod before raising her crown to look upon her dark pack-mate once again. Durnehviir remained entirely torn; she was well within her right to end the lives of Chusi's pups if it meant bettering those of her own and while regret did not cross her mind, she guiltily wondered if the girl was even capable of motherhood. Booting her from the ranks was not an option; Constantine had expressed great sorrow for his own past decision regarding an illicit litter within his birth pack, and was loathe to entertain the idea. She would respect his feelings on the matter, and so all they could do was maintain a close watch and support Chusi's offspring the best they could.

"I will help you," she added firmly, though it was not something she asked of her. Chusi would be supervised closely whether she wanted it or not. Durnehviir herself was a new mother who was learning with every day, but this alone was experience that she could assist her subordinate with when her time came.