Larksong Grotto Now we got problems

Saena spoke and the Fire Sister listened, eyes lifting and ears turning in her direction to give her the attention she deserved. The truth behind the matter, behind the cream and brown Alpha's anger made her jaw tighten, her gaze averting to Sebastian in a surprised manner. Though she was a warrior, any fight she participated in, any fight she endorsed was with good reason and while she knew she was only hearing one side of the story, the advisor heard no waver in her voice, no quickened take of breath. While Nochtli did not presume herself to be much older than the one addressing her, she did not think it possible to lie so thoroughly by such a young age. Of course, there were progenies and the like but... Nochtli believed her, and viewed the Caldera in a new light. After all, Sebastian was the only one she'd ever met. Not a one had even come to her when she'd called to give them knowledge of their dead, save for the male here.

The question posed brought no quick answer and her ears lay back against her skull for a moment, head lifting slightly to adjust her posture and avoid a kink in her neck, her tail yet limp. Her mouth parted once again, attention back on the female. "I've only known him a little while and he's the only one I've met from his pack. Redbird Cove, I think?" The word Caldera had not stuck in her mind. "The decision is not mine to make. I cannot answer why you should show him mercy with any good reason. In honesty, I've only asked for it to save my own blood from being spilled." She wasn't trying to win favor, and likely, Sebastian would never forgive her for not coming to his rescue but Nocta was not a stupid wolf. One, these odds were not good ones and however skilled she and Citali were in battle, they would probably fall in defeat. Two, and really the only thing that mattered, was that Saena was in control here. If she decided to avenge her sister and the wrongs against herself and her pack, it was her call.