Chimera Fields All the World is Calm and Peaceful

“Move on from wh...” Weetzie started to ask when he suddenly realized what she meant. “Oh, of course.” Without realizing it, he gave the slightest hint of a smile. Even if he was still unsure about her decision to join a pack, it was more constructive than sitting around pining over lost love, and certainly better than running after her again. “I am pleased that you have chosen to respond to that setback in a positive manner.”

Weetzie didn’t like wolf politics any more than his sister did, but he understood the basic structure of a traditional pack, and what she described was anything but traditional, and maybe Witch was right. Maybe it would work well with her personality. Still, he believed it would compromise her freedom. "I cannot disagree that such an arrangement would be to your advantage. The question remains, who decides when the pack moves? And where it goes? Would those decisions be made by the pack, or would this Ty make the decision unilaterally? And if the pack chooses to go someplace different from where you want to go, would you stay with pack or leave to go where you want instead?” He was not entirely convinced that Witch would always be willing to abide by the decisions made by an alpha, or even by a pack as a group. On the other paw, he believed that if she could, it would do her some good to have some structure in her life.