Arrow Lake this one's for us

the iron liege's ears twitched faintly, and his chin lifted mutely as he mulled over her words. teachers were invaluable to him, and despite his misgivings stigmata's tail began to sway - illustrating a softening consideration of her. but the motion was stilled as soon as the term sickness fell from her tired lips. the male's expression darkened to a harrowing point, and his entire body became visibly tense and impassable. his first instinct was to end her, for all the prejudices he held for ailing wolves. she could be a danger to his very young children, which also meant that directing her towards elysium was out of the question.

"if you are sick, i will not have you," he decreed, having once watched a sick wolf grow delirious with hunger and turn on his own mate. stigmata wouldn't have such a risk here, but he had no qualms about sending a potentially dangerous body to another. "the wolves of the vale seem inexperienced. they may have use of your expertise, and they claim to care for the ill."