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Greyback pulled his ears back as Vespera's screeching voice assaulted him, her words high pitched and drowned out by her sobbing. The male wasn't sure how to deal with the onslaught of information thrown at him. Her family, her hardships, her survival. He had no clue she had gone through so much, but then again she never seemed to share or give hints about her troubled life before Easthollow. He didn't understand how a wolf so young could have gone through so much trouble, and as much as he wanted to deny it he knew it was wrong to disregard it.

He watched as tears dripped down her cheeks, her frame hunched over and fur raised along her spine as she looked at him with rage. He had done this. Pushed her to this limit; And now he stood over her with a face like stone, emotionless as he tried to grapple the situation before him.

He lowered his tail slightly in earnest, feeling no need to assert dominance anymore with a crying wolf before him.

It was Valette's voice that brought him out of his stare, his face melting into a sympathetic frown as he looked at his mate and motioned to Vespera. He wasn't sure what to say to explain the situation. He was sure it looked bad, but was reassured slightly by Valette's own gaze at him. Maybe she understood as well... "Perhaps... I have pushed too far," he confessed, stepping back more and letting out a sigh before looking back to the dark girl.

"Vespera," he called, wondering if she would look at him. He needed her to look at him. "Starting tomorrow you will meet me here at sunrise. We will begin preparations on how to deal with your emotions and manners. Every day." He added, looking down at her with a stern glare. He wasn't sure how Valette or her would take it, but the large wolf wasn't going allow Vespera's actions to continue within the pack—he had no other ideas except casting her out. He didn't want it to come to that.