Silvertip Mountain The end of the line

Ezekiel was right that Steady was trying to run the pack as Fitz had. It was a natural thing for him to do, knowing how well his brother had succeeded in his leadership, and Steady wanted to follow his pawsteps. But, while he was related to Fitz, he wasn't Fitz. They had a similar upbringings, but their experiences were different, and therefore molded them into two different wolves, who, while they shared similar characteristics, would not always make the same choices. Steady smiled to his friend, feeling some of the stress lift off of him. Thank you for reminding me of that, he said sincerely. 

In addition to his stress over leading the wolves of his pack, his heart was struggling a bit, as well. He didn't want to push Niita into anything she wasn't ready for, but his heart was constantly telling him to be near her, to protect her. Are you sure I can't just put her in my den and make her stay there? he said jokingly, chuckling a little. It's what he was fighting his instincts against. Their relationship was new and he wanted to explore it more, not let her go off for days to scout the lands, no matter how beneficial it was to the pack. But, that would be both immature and flat out wrong of him to do.