Blackfoot Forest For the town

she stayed silent, listening to her wolves conspiring against their new alpha. she did not know what to think; what to say. keirkgaard had warned her, and had yet never shown he would be their downfall; no matter how intimidating he was. was it truly so bad that he had taken over? only his way of doing so had been less than wlecoming, but his reign, well, who was to say it would not be their benefit? amara was never a judgemental soul, and she seen all with an open eye. as much as she tried to hate the man that had taken her home, she could not. only when he would truly harm them; would she grow a vengeful bone in her body. 

instead of correcting them, she swiftly retreated from the meeting, backing away from the rebels with deep concern. now was the time to choose, their pride or their safety. while it seemed a no-brainer, it was a more intricate problem than percieved. she loved aaron, and she bore her title with pride yet she wondered; was that worth the chance of falling?