Silvertip Mountain My Mind Is My Last Sanctuary

Steady knew Chaska was right about the deaths, but did he know what Steady had done to Zaria's body? He wasn't there, had only howled his remorse, but one of the other pack mates could have told him. Do you know what happened after Zaria died? he questioned, his voice low, though that was pointless. Everyone else knew. The pups hated him for it.

He caught the way Chaska had broken off his sentence, but he didn't let him retreat. Chaska, I know something happened while you were gone, and you obviously feel bad about. I think we both know what guilt does when it festers inside of us, he said solemnly. The why Chaska had shown up at the borders, all bloody and bruised, told Steady he had been in a scuffle with someone, he just didn't know who. Why don't you tell me your story? he asked, a play on words. Chaska had always loved telling stories, and this was one Steady really wanted to hear.