Swiftcurrent Creek soft buzz · pack meeting

Whelp here's a lame attempt to keep up with a thread. Sorry its so long, its kinda derpy.

There was a brief moment where both Njal and Tuwawi caught the eye of the other, and while his wife looked briefly confused, he was resolute. Her words were for their Alpha, and while they were not resoundingly cruel in tone, Njal found himself hardening himself like an obelisk between the two of them. On one hand he wanted to defend the right of his leader to lead; but on the other, he saw Tuwawi's point, and the news of Jace being removed from the pack did jar him considerably.

Other wolves didn't matter to the Beta at this point. They were all of the same mind, as far as he knew: confused, perhaps nervous of the denouncement of their allies.

When Fox went on to detail Jace's condition, and the subsequent condition that Ferdie was left in, the silver man gave pause to his thoughts. He stepped back from his wife and settled in to a more distanced position between the two redheads, watching Tuwawi for a moment. His gaze trailed to her belly, but did not boast a fondness. In fact he seemed to steel himself against the words that fell from his muzzle next.

"You should have given them another chance." He rumbled softly, or rather, as softly as he could. There was no malice in his voice, but a lilt of concern made his voice deeper, drawing attention. "We could have worked with Jace to make him understand this so-called problem. He was a protector. You gave him access to my wife," A flash of fire in his golden eyes accompanied the shift of his gaze towards Fox, looking her square in the eye. Not challenging, but... Indignant.

"He was ordered to protect her, and he did that. To fill caches while I did my patrol duties. And now, because he came to you with a problem, you cast him out." Njal was a bit wounded by this, which was evident by the incredulous tone he took on. Like a father chastising a child. And that was what Fox had become, suddenly, in his mind. A girl in control of a pack - a strong leader, but naive. "I do not agree with this. If he was a danger, truly, we would have seen it sooner." His voice faded in to a sigh, and Njal turned away from the red girl. He looked to Tuwawi then, but said nothing, only settling in to an uncomfortable silence while others spoke up.

Serengeti, seen at the gathering of the new recruits, spoke next. Njal heard her but remained contemptuously silent. The words of a stranger, a newcomer, meant nothing to him or his budding family. They were established enough - and this woman did not know Jace, she did not know anyone enough to put forth her own opinion. At least, to the warden. With a side-step he brushed against his wife, drawing close to her and this time, not coming between her and Fox.