Fox's Glade Trouble on the homefront

Illecebra closed her eyes and nodded his words making sense. She stood still until the rapid rising and falling of her breaths became slower and more even, though the flames in her eyes were still far from being dowsed. She licked her jaws and walked back toward Mawk, staying by his side as they walked to the alpha's den. "Whoever did this is going to pay. Whether in blood, or being taken as our own prisoner. I personally would prefer blood" she said under her breath. She knew there was the slight chance that since Cyron had wandered so far off the territory a lone wolf could have mistaken him for an abandoned child, but the thought seemed rather unlikely.

Once more she turned and nudged Mawk's shoulder this time her eyes moistening with tears "I should have gone after him immediately. I never should have left him alone. Burr and Rowana could have done better by themselves but Cyron is so....timid and innocent." she said avoiding stating that he was the slower of the three children.