Emberwood Caught in a landslide of emotions.

He wondered how she was so sure they would be fine in the forest for the winter; there was hardly any food, and he had a feeling everyone would only become more aggressive as the weather turned colder and the food dwindled even more. Even within the confines of the forest, he feared they might run into trouble before spring arrived. He was about to point out as much but paused when she continued to speak, her words making him slow his pace as it seemed she wanted to tell him something important. Ibis expressed her doubts as a leader, a feeling he was all too familiar with. Leading a pack was not for the weak of mind or heart. And leading on your own was exponentially harder because you had no one to fall back on or help you make hard decisions. He had led packs with others and on his own, and he would much prefer the former. And this being the first time the young woman had ever led anything meant that she would surely benefit from the help of other leaders. Even on the edge of this thought, he was still surprised by her request. Although he shouldn't be; it made sense that she would want to have him as someone she could consult with when she was struggling with her duties—at least on the surface it made sense. But he had been someone that made decisions for a pack before and it had led to the death of his family. With that thought feeding the knot of doubt and guilt already in his chest, Kavik wanted to decline, but found that he couldn't; he couldn't deny her the council she needed and was asking of him after she had taken them in. He owed her, and he felt like maybe he could keep her from making some of the mistakes he had made. Maybe that would absolve him of some of his guilt. Doubtful, but it would at least save her from having to suffer the way he was now. He had stopped walking when she did, but he didn't turn to her until he had made up his mind, afraid she would see his doubt and self hate swimming within the emerald of his gaze. When he finally let his eyes settle on her face, his expression would only hold resolve and acceptance. I can do that for you, he answered with a dip of his head. A council is a good idea; it lets the responsibility be shared and not just fall on the shoulders of a single leader. Maybe if there had been a council leading the creek, things would have gone differently. But he had trouble even keeping enough adult members to hunt, so keeping a council may have been unattainable there. But this council seemed quite the opposite. Ibis had already selected two others to help her lead, so she had clearly given this a lot of thought. I'd like to meet with the other two or three as well; maybe we could meet as a group and discuss everything. It would be important to make sure they were all on the same page and had similar goals, or the council would fall apart quickly.