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She made a good point, and he was immediately grateful for her level headedness. In his time of doubt when his thoughts, despite his best efforts, may not be so clear, she brought reason to the table. He did not believe that the white she-wolf would be unable to adapt, but certainly the beta male would greatly struggle to understand the new, imposed pecking order. It would be unfair to him, one of their first and most loyal members. So long as he was with them, Taggarik would not change the system.

She leaned closer to him, and he stole the moment to nibble the soft ruff of her cheek before passing his tongue gently across the bridge of her nose.

Still, not all of his troubles had been spoken. "Two of our members did not come with us when he went to ensure our neighbors had left." Stated the black wolf, as he moved his nose to brush it through the fur of her neck. The white she wolf was among them, but she had attended the battle, and so he was not as displeased with her though he questioned her absence nonetheless. But the other was their newest male. "I am not sure how I feel about this. How I wish to handle it."

That was a half lie. The tension of that conflict had left him hot headed to a degree, and his immediate desire was to run the male out. There was another among then, whose presence had been scarce at best, that Taggarik also wanted to dismiss from his ranks. It was his need to ensure the pack was strong.