Moonspear And his four walls declared him insane.

Althaia merely smiled at his words. For a moment, a single thought came to mind. I do. She did deserve this, didn't she? She had tresspassed, crossed into claimed ground. She had hunted what, as soon as it had crossed the border, had been pack property. But her eyes glinted like daggers, and she angrilly banished the thought. The bastards had taken her, they could simply had given her a warning after breaking her leg. She turned away from him subtly until her emotions sorted themselves out, stupid things, then turned back at him. Lurching to her feet, she drew her hind leg underneath her. She would not be beaten down. She would not fall. She would be like rock, unmoving and unflinching. To Harley, she simply said softly "Lead the way."