Heron Lake Plateau always time for second guesses

The questions Niamh asked were not ones Phox was able to answer, so he was thankful when Camilla spoke up. He supposed he should have asked her before they even got here, but he had wanted to get her to safety before grilling her on what had happened. He winced when Niamh said they might have to surrender her, and he hoped it would not be a choice they would need to make. How could he promise to keep her safe, then turn her over to the very wolf who was after her? That was precisely the opposite of keeping her safe.

It seemed as though she only had one wolf after her, which was something he felt entirely capable of dealing with... even though he most certainly wasn’t a fighter like Towhee. The thought of protecting somebody else did make it a lot more probable that he would step in if needed, though. He had a duty to help Camilla, and Phox did not wish to back out of that.

I’ll look after her, he said to Niamh, his eyes pleading more than anything else. And if trouble comes, I’ll make sure it doesn’t disrupt the pack. Even if that meant taking her elsewhere. He cast Camilla a sideways glance and smiled, hoping it was some sort of comfort. He wondered if anybody had ever cared for her at all.