Blackfoot Forest Step by Step

He didn't give her much more to work with, but she gained certainty this would be her first and final dealing with the Caldera. If affiliation alone was damning enough, she wanted no part with them. Yet in the Caldera's defence, it didn't sound like Sebastian had been all too wise himself. Regardless of his justification, he had obviously encroached on the Rise's territory. There was no other way to explain how the pack had been near enough to ambush Sebastian like he claimed they had - claims she was inclined to believe, as evidenced by his injuries. Unless, of course, he had been so stubborn to leave the North that he'd actually waited for them to arrive, but the lack of logic there proved a difficult thing for her to grasp.

She let a lapse of silence fall over them without intention, her thoughts more stuck on Sebastian's actions than on the conflict itself. Anything she said on that matter would be speculation and gossip, useful for nothing but mindless chatter. There were more pressing concerns with his story, and on these she couldn't stay silent. "Alright, hold up. Does it really matter whether you were on their land or not? You were obviously close enough if her whole pack was able to show up and fight you off." Andalusia's brows knit and she stared at the ground ahead, mind too busy to notice the lag in Sebastian's gait. "Leaving their land wouldn't've been cowardly, it would've been smart. What you did was stupid, and could've killed you. What good would that have done?"