Larksong Grotto There's Always Bad News To Go With The Good

He wished that Octavia had tasked him alone. He wished desperately that Nova Rose knew when to shut her trap but she was determined to see her values above the rule of the pack as if her judgement was better than theirs. Thankfully she seemed to be the only wolf in the pack like that or else he would have second guessed his choice of the Keep.

Stark's lip curled as she went ahead to relay that Octavia had not wanted them to speak of where they had come from. "You overstep your boundaries."  He said sternly, addressing Nova Rose, not caring if they were in front of the other male - she was betraying the trust of their Alpha and thus pack.

"I'll pass the request along to her." Stark offered, blue eyes turning towards Reek again. There would be no reason why he could not do that much, although he wouldn't be so bold to ask the business of their Alpha or her reasons behind leaving. The male was tiny, scraggly, perhaps Octavia wanted better prospects of feeding Tambourine.