Blackfeather Woods phoenix; you can't touch her without burning

she frets; understandably. she fears for her life and perhaps she should ...but wintersbane cannot begin to assume how the dark council will react to her presence here. he is silent and his pacing slows to a stop as he swings his head around to face her, drawing nearer with a curl of his lip. she calls herself too dangerous to keep alive. why does she think that? "why?" he asks. "what do you know?" he demands roughly, wondering what has been said to her, or what has been said in her presence. what does she know that is so dangerous to demand a call for her death?

or does she just assume; as wintersbane himself does? will you help me? he studies her for a long, silent moment and replays her question in his head. help her? it was true that she should not be here but that did not mean he was going to betray his packmates or the gods for her. wintersbane feels that anger and distrust towards mou is justified; but that does not mean that the dark council will feel the same. helping her would mean going against kove.

it would mean going against relmyna.

"no."