Blackbeak Bluff It's a shame, it's a crying shame them's the brakes

Caiaphas didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that Wildfire and her girls had chosen to leave Drageda- and why would she? It meant fewer opponents, after all. Instead, she fixated on the topic of the Drageda wolves going looking for them. And she knew that Artaax had been the one to go looking and Niamh inwardly felt a bit bad...She had, in a way, ambushed him- and likely had done the absolute perfect thing in order to throw him off the tracks of Wildfire and her daughters and keep their pack safe...And get a bit og a jab in as well, by turning him down after turning him on. 

"I've seen that before," She said, rememberin how Maegi had come to their pack, claiming that Screech was dead...But that whole debacle had gone awry, and she hadn't ended up ambushed at all. What a strange situation that had become- but at least it was on its way to being mended by now. Caiaphas commented about how horrible it was to kill someone of familiar blood, and Niamh shook her head, unable to even comprehend what might posess someone to do so.

"I dunno how someone could do that. It hurts so much to lose family to someone else's teeth...You'd have to be some kind of psychopath in order to be able to do that to your own family members," She said, reflecting on the deaths of her brothers. She felt slightly guilty for both of them- even though they'd been killed by cougars, which were completely out of Niamh's control...But still, they had come to the valley in search of her, and had met their fates just outside of her pack. She was reminded, of course, of Raleska and Svalinn, and a soft smile came to her lips at the thought of them. "Kids must be getting big now, eh?" She said. She'd seen them not long ago- and they'd practically been adults, but even a few short months made such a difference in young ones.