Moonspear Rush in, we have to rally and win boys

She trusted him in some ways, but not others. And while she explained, he wasn't mollified. It still made more sense for him to panic and run than for his brother to kill a stranger in cold blood, on their own border no less. But that wasn't the argument... their views on that would always differ. It was her attack now that he did not like, and the payment she'd withdrawn from his brother for 'coming too near.'

"You should've let him go home," he said, ignoring her biting questions because he had no better answers than he'd already given her time over. He had been ok with everything because he had assumed their problems with his family ended at their borders... but no. That had been proven false. "I would have." If it had been her sister, he would have believed her, at least enough to not seek retribution. He couldn't quite feel grateful for her not killing him, not when Titmouse hadn't shown any sign of seeking out the Moonspear again as far as Gannet could tell. Instead, it seemed to him she'd assumed he would stand beside her choices, no matter what. But like Charon had said.... they weren't family. And if he wasn't family, then he didn't need to be ok with this. She was his friend, but it felt lately like he had a very different view of that from those on the mountain, and this frustrated him.