Blackfeather Woods Strong Determination, Deadly Intentions

Kenneth's white eyes narrowed with dark suspicion when Lusa, the black female with blue eyes yelled no before quickly attempting to cover what she spoke, stumbling over her words as she agreed. It was obvious, even to the most naive and gullible child that she was lying. Somehow, she knew who did that to the child, the poor innocent kid now had her eye torn out. She would have to live with one eye for the rest of her life and yet Lusa did not want to him to call for Meldresi. Was the wolf who did this someone she was close to? That was a possibility.

When Meldresi arrived, he shoved his thoughts away, ready to inspect them later on when the kid was taken care of. But his leader and healer simply whispered to her child. Didn't anyone in this pack know how to keep their cool? Sure, the white pup was the Alphess's kid but still, she should concentrate on healing her first, preventing her from dying or some shit. But then, Kenneth never had his own child before, so he wouldn't understand.

Meldresi lifted her dark crown and gazed at them, asking them in an icy, cold tone if they knew who did this. His harsh white gaze drifted over to the girl who yelled before focusing on his leader's dark eyes again. "I do not know, there was no scent other than that of the child and the swamp." He gave the emphasis on the I, suggesting that some other might know.