Blacktail Deer Plateau a bruise upon the silent moon

dante spoke after some time, and lasher lifted himself slowly to his paws, wondering if the silver-eyed man's wrath would come later. he listened to the man's heavy words, and nodded -- he would not go there again, and neither would any member of his family. despite the bittersweet nature of the last night he had spent in the panther's arms, peregrine was now a vile enemy, for his uncaring dismissal of the family he retained at the plateau, as well as his own daughter's injuries, poisoned lasher against him. "it seems that once fox provided him with children, he decided his first litter was worth nothing to him."

"very wrong," he nodded, in response to dante's final words. "irrationality follows fox; she is birthed from it, and now she has a hold upon peregrine very unlikely to break. i saw it from the beginning." but while he loathed the fireflame, he would not claim that she was solely responsible -- the panther had a great influence in the caldera as her mate and co-leader. he could have stopped the attack upon saena, but did nothing.

lasher fell silent then, jaw tensed with trepidation and worry.