Mount Apikuni Mermaids and Crabmen

It was an unfortunate thing to experience as an outsider, as someone with a pack of his own who wished only to see the good in others. Artyom so fiercely wanted to believe that Kavik and Grezig put their litter first and foremost, that it was not their intention to bleed Whitebark dry of its resources and its Alphas' kind hearts. He was loathe to take Reiko at her word, struggled to think that his newest recruits had abandoned their group without inviting them along, but he could not deny that the seed had been planted.

He felt something tighten in his gut, in his chest, felt the weight of newfound dread in his gut to consider how he might approach the pair with this latest information. He sagged a little at the pale wolfess' rejection, disappointed that he could not do more to help, and his thoughts darkened: where would they go, and would they be safe?

"As does mine," his offer, he meant - for her to find a place among them. Without hesitation, Artyom would happily will Whitebark Stream to open its borders to Reiko and her friends. "Where will you go?"