Stone Circle i'm an assassin tho, it's what i do

Mirabelle was visibly upset, and it was looking like his words were lost upon deaf ears. His own ears flicked back in irritation. He should have known it wouldn't matter to her what this trespasser did. It was her mother, that's all she knew. It didn't matter she had murdered one of their own, stolen a pup, and even possibly come back for Keoni and Nikai. He glanced to Valette, relief flowing through him that he could always count on her. She knew the history here, understood completely what had happened. As he looked back to Mirabelle, he didn't think she wanted to know. 

Mirabelle left, and Steady's gaze caught Krypton and he motioned her over. It would probably be out of place to suggest that we eat, wouldn't it? he said, to no one in particular. He really hated to see good meat go to waste, and she was already torn to pieces. Krypton, can you check on Grayday, then take a look at my face? he asked, wanting Grayday to be seen first. He didn't feel like his face as that bad, but he wasn't sure if his Gamma had taken any injuries in the fight. 

Then, he turned to Valette. He didn't question himself or his motives, and he didn't feel bad for what he had done. He could say, without a doubt, that he had protected his pack today, and why should he apologize for that. He reached out to touch his bloody nose to Valette's, finding calmness in the familiar touch.