Thunder Dome Haunting everything I lost

The group he followed.
Yeah, Donovan and Nemisis could stir shit up, but they hadn't so far. To Derg's knowledge.
Though what Donovan had done didn't actually concern the black and white bitch.
He didn't hold her in high regard since she seemed just as spiteful as Nemisis.
Comparable even.

"Then don't get yourself into war," came his retort.
If she was the only one who could actually fight, they would be crushed under the might of the Saints should her Court be dragged into a war with whatever packs decided they disliked the Saints.

She spoke again, and the words actually irked him for once.
"Then maybe you should make it clearer where we should and shouldn't be. We are here to stay, and won't cause trouble in this mountain range if you don't. And by that, you keep this meeting to yourself."

He couldn't force her.
He could drag her back to the canyon though. That would shut her up.
But no, that would make everything worse.
He'd walk away right now if he wasn't paranoid about being attacked from behind.
So he stared levelly at her, waiting for something.