Otatso Wetlands Sorry Isn't Enough

Stark seemed to fight her every attempt at helping, and Grace could only assume it was because of her abandonment-god this guilt was hitting hard- and there was little she could do to really get him to believe her words. It stung, and for the first time she really realized what leaving had done. She visibly winced at his first comment, wrinkling her nose: one had abandoned them, one had stepped down because the other one had gone crazy and ran away. She didn't dare voice this, not only for Stark-and her own safety-but out of respect for Tavi. She had been a great alpha, but the pressures in her life, apparently, had just been too great. 
                    "You'll do better than they did."

Next he claimed that Tamborine had a support system, and by this point Grace sighed heavily, shaking her head. All packs had support systems for children, but he had to know Tam needed something more than that. The healer side of her kicked in next, and the words that fell from her mouth were both matter-of-fact and still warm. The more she thought about the Marauders, the more she realized that she missed them dearly so. She could see the greyscale man in front of her as nothing but a friend, as much as his vision was clouded with understandable and expected anger and betrayal. 
                                        "You know he needs a real parent figure now, Stark-most packs have a support system, but they also usually have at least one parent. And if not, a parent figure steps in."