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He seemed ready and willing to escort her but Mistywind clearly didn't think much of this plan. She made a comment that caused Wildfire to pull a face. It was like Mistywind had read her thoughts, which made her all the more uncomfortable. It also made her feel guilty for feeling that way. This wolf probably just needed help, not for her own pack mates to treat her like some kind of leper.

Suddenly, the Lambda's tone lifted into a screech. Then she turned and fled the scene, leaving Wildfire more uneasy and bewildered than ever. Whether or not Mistywind would actually prove dangerous—the young female thought briefly of Junior—she suddenly knew the leaders must be made aware of her erratic behavior. It was up to them how to handle it from there.

"I'm not sure what just happened," she said to Tevinter, "but you go on and get your beauty rest. I'm going to find our Alphas and let them know about this." Wildfire paused, amber eyes resting on his face, waiting for him to say something before she disembarked.