Shadewood Just did a bad thing

His words went in one ear and out the other, she heard but she didn't believe. She had heard it from too many and had them fall empty too many times. She remained firm in her cold demeanor only softening when he played her in all the right ways, accusing her of thinking little of him. It was wrong, she thought the highest of him, a man who was three steps ahead, a man of power, a man who held the key to what she wanted now lost of all. She shook her head "I think everything of you Cry and what's more is I don't ignore what you really are..or at least what ive seen so far. I dont pretend you are some hero. I support and am loyal to you whatever you have done or may do" she said bluntly. Phex, Gwen and all the other naive little wolves in this pack....how long would they pretend that a shadow hadn't formed in Cry? How long would they pretend that the man wasn't a gracious savior but a powerful and often harsh man? "Lowly rank? My rank here doesn't truly matter does it? I could be your second and only have as much power as you allow" she had to admit that the idea of being the second around here sounded quite satisfying to her. She briefly turned around to face him again "Forgive my tongue Cry it apparently grows loose when I'm under stress" she offered an apology for the way she was sure her words had overstepped, trying to slowly end the conversation. If anyone caught them together now they'd be able to smell the man all over her fur and her all over his. She couldn't afford to have it known she'd had a rough fuck with the mated leader of their pack.