Hushed Willows I got you first

I don't know, she admitted; it wasn't a fully thought-out thing, as he suspected. How far they'd go depended on how well Tambourine fared. He was doing well now which indicated he'd survive the famine, but after that... Whenever Warbone returned to them from his (presumed) latest foray in search of the herds, maybe Octavia would revisit the idea. But she didn't think too hard on it now. Stark's comment did catch her attention though, and she smirked at him through the dark.

All she said at first was, Good, and slid down beside him so that she could be a lump upon the floor; he cushioned her somewhat with his own bulk, and for a few minutes she could relax until Tambourine needed her again. I have a feeling you're my biggest fan aside from Tambourine, and that's only because he gets to play with my nip-nops on an hourly basis. The rest of the pack tolerated her, but if Nova Rose was any indication, they trusted and followed Warbone explicitly. Being tolerated was fine for now — but one day things would change, they'd had to.