Ravensblood Forest hush, lay down your troubled mind

Once again they found themselves at the borders of the bleeding woods. This time with many more individuals than just Ira and himself, and this time, he didn't have to keep his mouth shut in order to keep the meeting as diplomatic as possible. This time, the idea was to make sure these individuals left and they were gone as possible, away from the packs they were all too close too and to bring whatever trouble with them somewhere else.

This was the power of "playing nice", working together to muscle out a bigger problem by coming together and deciding on a course of action as a team rather than scattered units clawing for a seat at the top. He knew all too well why the wolves of the vale weren't joining, none of them able to separate themselves from their inner turmoil after Ira had informed him to keep an eye on them, to report back and ensure that Collision's words were true. Unfortunately, even he himself wasn't able to do that just yet now that this bigger issue arose. 

Hopefully, that wouldn't paint the vale wolves in a bad light, that they would be forgiven eventually.

Sitting near Ira in the gathered group, he was ready for the worst should these individuals fight for their right to remain in their chosen location. He too hoped they would leave without a fight, but should they not, he was ready for everything to turn ugly. The sea wolf called for the leader of the group and the ball began to roll, soon enough, the waiting would be over.