The Sunspire The House of Troubles

Eh.  Each to their own.  Apparently Treason either didn't have such a good relationship with her family or just didn't put much weight on the idea to begin with.  It did seem more natural to her, at least, to go somewhere new and start a nice little empire of her own or what-have-you, and the only wolf out there that she trusted to do that with was herself.  Everyone else were to a point just stepping stones to the destiny she had in mind.

A Redshank?  Treason exhaled sharply -- it was probably a good thing there was only the one, Redshank is a wolf.  An idiot.  Showed up, barged past the borders, wanted to kill Rannoch for some reason.  We were going to break his leg but Liffey told us to stop.  And until that instant it really had been an 'us' as far as Treason knew.  Sure, she was the one willing to dish out whatever sadistic justice was decided, but Terance and Rannoch had been going along with it fine until that one moment.  Of course, as she was saying that, Treason was just sniffing about casually, doing normal border-checking things as if that was totally a normal thing to say.