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He hadn't considered that before - to do something for himself rather than catering to the family. Everyone thought that he was already really selfish, but he was still here wasn't he? He'd come back, over and over. He came back and settled in to the routine life of helping around the packlands - but he wasn't as esteemed as his siblings, not a warrior like Towhee or as smart as Phox, as well liked as Orca. It had been his own doing but still, Titmouse had always been eager for the praise of his peers. He could've gone with Liffey to whatever place she'd ended up - or run off from Blackfeather with Cassiopeia and not looked back. But he'd come home. If they couldn't see the value in that here, maybe Colt was right.

The boy's ears twitched when Colt asked about someone he'd go with. His first reaction was a strange heat to his cheeks (and other parts, um) and he looked at the water with a shrug. But after some thought he admitted, Yeah, I have someone. I guess we could go together.

It was an option. Having Colt confirm it as a good idea was something new. It would be hard to leave Raven behind and the rest of them but, it felt right to him. Leaving rather than facing this war was cowardly but he knew - and they all knew - Titmouse was a coward.

Thank you, he blurted with a glance at the other wolf, You've been surprisingly.. helpful.