Silvertip Mountain Poke the bear

Phocion commented that Krypton was a great mentor, and Steady nodded. He really had no doubts that she would be. He did have some doubts on how great a follower Phocion would be, but, as he thought before, no news was probably good (enough) news. 

His mood, that had been changing from grumpy to quietly detached, suddenly went to angry, to sad, to just unable to cope. The expressions were apparent over his features as they change from one to the other. Phocion's question had not been expected, that much was clear. Steady turned, intending to leave without another word, but he stopped himself before he could fully turn his back on their newest member. He took several deep breaths, his face angled towards the skies as the turmoil tried to settle within him.

It was several tense moments before Steady could bring himself to face Phocion again. One more deep breath. The Alpha male, founder of Silvertip Mountain, father of four precious pups... My brother, he said, his gaze looking past the male, unable to look at him directly, but refusing to look down. He was fine one day, and gone the next, he said softly. What else could he say about Fitz death since no one had any idea of how he died?