Sun Mote Copse The power of love of power.

Kiwi's ears flicked in annoyance as they talked over one another to ask the same dumb question. It didn't matter - he didn't go back to them, so who cared?  Of course, the concept that they were packmates and of course they'd be worried didn't occur to her simply because he wasn't her packmate.  Harsher judgements for outsiders? Kinda a thing still.

I don't really remember.  I think that way?  She answered without a whole lot of conviction, indicating the direction she thought but wasn't sure.  It was hard to remember what had happened outside of him insulting her and Wildfire showing up.