bring on the wonder, we got it all wrong

Nothing made sense – and yet, in a way, he knew it did not have to. Exhaustion likely clung to her very being, and withholding any more reflection of his concern for her, the cinnamon wolf fell almost silent at the mention of Paarthurnax and her kids. He was not sure how life would have been had the crimson she-wolf still been here – would the boys have accepted the newest litter? Would his feelings for her, had she not left, still flicker every so often, despite his mateship to Bazi? It might have been better this way, even though both Alphas missed their best friend greatly.
 
Giving a nod in silent agreement, Scimitar spoke no more. Instead, in a poor attempt to alleviate the situation, Scimitar gave his mate a playful nip to her side before quickening his pace, beginning the journey to the other side of the mountain.