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Maybe Firefly was indeed stronger that Caiaphas, but that alone would not earn Vaati’s respect as a leader, nor would it so quickly shift his fidelity away the woman. He too had been strong -- perhaps stronger than the other -- when he had run Blackfeather, but the matter of his will had done nothing to speak for his wisdom. The present situation seemed eerily reminiscent.  

However, the two-toned woman was clever, wickedly so, and it was she whom Vaati would trust to win a war for her understanding of it was unmatched, in his opinion. At the moment her body was weak from injury, but weak as an Alpha, she was not. Hence why the takeover had not sit with him right… and it did not help his judgement that Vaati had beaten Firefly once before. What were the chances he was capable of doing so again, should the need become too great? “Perhaps I will.” He replies, letting the possibility hang in the balance.

The topic shifts from the matter of monarchy to the interest of Drageda, providing the curious notion that the cliff wolves are not all as strong as they liked to impose. This causes a brow to arch on his forehead. If they were as unimpressive as Caiaphas suggested, it only made sense to leave a lasting mark before they mustered the courage to confront Rusalka head-on. “Interesting.” Her take on it was not something he would have considered.

“But yet, the risk of war is great. Should we embark on a warpath and find ourselves outnumbered, not only you and I, but our children will be slaughtered.” He supposes he does not need to tell her that, but it is only a stepping stone in an effort to truly decipher whether or not she felt that they could rise as victors in a conflict that never seemed to end.