Blacktail Deer Plateau a bruise upon the silent moon

He acknowledged Lasher's opinion and met it with agreement, though silent. He couldn't imagine forgetting a child so easily as Peregrine had relinquished his first litter, for that was how he saw it now. True the man had not sent them away... But neither had he asked them to join him, or sought them out personally. Not during their stay in the plateau at least. He had allowed them to feel worthless, cast aside. And now he had severed the bond for good. Dante doubted the father would ever see Saena again, and he was now one hundred percent in her court.

For one with no children, his judgements were harsh. Yet still he felt them justified.

"They can do us no harm, so long as they do not let their violence bleed far beyond their borders." It was sometimes a short jump from being ruled by instinct to being overcome by it, and he prayed this would not be the case. Mars protect them if it was, if Peregrine or Fox determined they were an active threat despite the distance. At one time he had thought it impossible, but now he was not so assured.

"And if they do not, we will meet them as they would meet us." A growl was suppressed behind these... violence still rode in his blood despite the years stamping it out. One thing from his youth he still carried... Family first. Whatever family you may choose to claim, a threat to blood was a threat to be eliminated. He might no longer wish to take a life, the stains of too many already burdened upon his soul, but he would not balk in protecting his own.