Phoenix Maplewood Peace for a While Longer

Esaro still needs wounds cleaned, correct?

Grace watched Esaro from where she sat in the shallows, frowning as he asked a question she knew the weight of. To not follow Saena would be to betray her and refuse orders, but could she go and fight against wolves she believed were innocent? She played through the scenario in her mind, gold eyes deep in thought and dull with lack of attention. She didn't know details, of course, but from what she did know, these wolves had done nothing to her. 
          "If Saena directly ordered me, I can't exactly say no without being marked a traitor."
At least, thats how she'd come to learn. Right? She was still a little rocky with behavior, but she was slowly getting better. It had been different though, to sleep on her own. Even if her brothers and father had abused her and made her the way she is, she missed piling into the den and sleeping squished among them. It was the only thing she didn't like about her new home, and over her time here she'd slowly begun to get the idea of loyalty. She felt very loyal to the white and red alpha, and would hate to ever feel like she had to go against her. Plus it scared her to be attacked, and she would far rather start the fight and drive the problem away than to wait in fear. But she still wasn't sure she could attack a wolf and send it out of its home for accidentally straying across the border, even the possibility of it. She had no problem fighting, even with a bad leg, but would much rather be healing and helping.
                      "You're sure it was an accident? What if they were trying to spy? What if they hurt US?"