Hideaway Strath And my axe

Phox nodded. He would take her advice and call for both of them once he got there... but there was something else on his mind. It was probably a bad idea to tell Towhee, but drama is more fun than not having drama, and Phox is a gossiping biatch. -Wanna hear something that really got my goat?- He didn't wait for her to answer. -All that time we were at the plateau, neither Raven nor Quixote asked us to lead. You only ever led because you asked to. Now Rannoch and Liffey are alphas alongside Raven and Quixote. Two wolves who just showed up outta nowhere. I mean... I guess whatever they want to do, but it makes me glad we're not there now. I'd have been livid.-

He wasn't totally at peace with how Raven and Quixote had done that, and he wondered if they had considered how it would make Phox and Towhee feel. He surmised it was a joint decision, probably based on Raven's connection to Liffey (childhood friends, perhaps?). But they hadn't put in the time and work that both he and Towhee had and suddenly they were equals? It wasn't fair, and it wasn't just. Not that life ever was.