Firestone Hot Springs drunk with vivid flame

FitzDutiful noted the look, the body language that screamed he was doing wrong. He shook his head, though pleased his friend decided to say nothing more than just he was happy; even if he wasn't. "You cannot judge a whole pack by a few. Even if she was one of the few, wolves can change - those that were once the harshest can be softened and those who were the softest can be hardened. Life and experiences change us all; me with Raissa leaving and Zaria with her family leaving. Come by one time and meet her, you'll see she puts Silvertip Mountain first and foremost."

He left it at that, he wasn't completely sure what Kerosene was thinkings or what he was actually concerned about. FitzDutiful jumped to the only conclusion he could, he was with a wolf from the pack Kero had had bad relations with and that was the problem. But now she was a Silvertip wolf and the pack came first. He knew that; yes there was the secret that they would kill those wolves not of their pack. He wasn't the soft, gullible wolf he had been when the two had met.

Kero seemed to have nothing more to say, so FitzDutiful turned and left - unsure where this left them as friends.