King Elk Forest What Arrows

Yet again she tried to reassure him that she would be fine, and that she was safer where she was now. He believed this, or at least he believed she was safer where she was now as opposed to living in Donnelaith. Obviously, if the successor- which meant Lasher had likely been a leader- had been jealous, knowing that the pups were born of the former leader, they wouldn't be safe. It sounded to Shrike as though she'd possibly sensed the danger and left herself, rather than being exiled, though he wasn't ruling out that possibility. Those pups could have been perceived as a threat to the new leader's throne. What did surprise him was the fact that it was a female who had taken the throne and made Rowan's place in the pack precarious. Maybe she had been in love with Lasher as well, and envied Rowan for carrying his pups. It was hard to say- but it was certainly interesting. 

He clenched his teeth together when the sympathized about Peter's death. He nodded gently, and when she spoke again she seemed assured, as she had always been. But he still wasn't convinced- especially when he found out that the pack was small. That would mean there would be fewer to help her, and he didn't like that idea, especially when there was already another pair in the pack with pups. He reached over and touched the soft spot behind the ear closest to him, silently, lingering there for a moment before he moved on. He didn't have much to say, though there were many questions that brewed in his mind.