The Sunspire new rules

Rannoch felt unprepared for the question that Wraen asked, despite the time he had taken to mentally prepare himself for the conversation. "I'm hurt," Rannoch decided with apparent hesitation. "I'm hurt that they'd leave us when we needed them the most, that Terance is separated from his children..." he trailed, unable to hide the grief he felt for his dearest friend. "But, there is another part of me that feels like I cannot judge them too harshly," his ears fell, and he glanced away. "We left Moonspire like they left us. I would have to be a fool to ignore that fact." 

Rannoch delayed his next thought with a soft sigh. 

"Maybe it's a somehow a blessing in disguise. Maybe their absence will allow for the pack to re-stock our caches and rebuild. Or, this could be our tell-tale sign that we are not meant to live on Sunspire..." He smiled to himself and shook his head slowly. "Obviously, I'm torn," he mused, "What are your thoughts?"