Phoenix Maplewood Peace for a While Longer

Grace sighed, ears falling and golden faze clouding. She was stuck, now hearing her friends side of the story. Would she have attacked some playful little female that didn't seem to speak the same tongue? Before she could think about it, a clear no bounced around her head. No, she would not have. She probably would have gotten caught up in the play, sending her away afterwards with the same guilt weighting on her shoulders as was on Esaros now.
           "I can't say I'd have done anything different Esaro. Saena wouldn't be happy, but she doesn't have to know. You didn't tell the dragon anything about the pack, right? What's the harm in a little playing?"
Even though she believed in her words, she knew their white alphess would not. If Saena DID find out, Esaro would be marked a traitor. What would Grace do then? So far, Esaro was the only wolf in her life outside Nova that had become her friend. Her thoughts made her a traitor, and she wondered that if the time came would she stand up to Esaro and be cast out?