Larksong Grotto like a mantle of mystery

Nyx' brow remained furrowed as Wintersbane spoke Wylla's name out loud, stated that he respected her decision. She wanted to ask him why - why did he respect her choice to shun him without the input of her co-leader, when she could not respect his reason? Maybe he'd failed to offer one to the sharp-tongued Eisen, though she doubted this considering how readily he'd provided one for her. Wylla being on her high horse seemed like the most viable explanation, she felt.

Still, that exchange was one the lioness hadn't been present for and nor was it really anything to do with her. It was the mention of Moonspear that softened her bristled appearance. Dhe knew so little of the pack to the West that Mahler spoke of when last she'd seen him, but it was the place where Dirge made his home. This snippet of information alone was enough for the name to radiate safety for her. After all that'd soured Sagtannet for her in recent months, it was incredibly tempting to uproot her cubs and relocate them to Moonspear where they would be free of Wylla's scrutiny. Fearful of letting her bitter thoughts shine through, Nyx turned her face away. 

She would say nothing of such consideration, not until she figured out where she might belong. Not until she could determine if her daughters could be truly happy on Nova Peak.

Thade's return would be a welcome one. No matter how damaged, how weak or how different his time away might've made him, the boy would be safe and right back where he belonged. He would thrive, she was sure. But Ciri and Elke? Would they suffer for it, as the former currently did in Phaedra's shadow?

She didn't really listen to what observation Wintersbane shared of the wayward child, because she didn't want to hear how the arrival of her daughters by Mahler might be the reason behind his departure. Nyx' loyalty now lay solely with them, and she was not prepared to let them shoulder any blame.

"Very well," the wolfess concluded, gaze lifting to seek her companion's glacial gaze once more. "I would ask that you not tell anyone we met here tonight when you call for Sagtannet wolves in the morning, Wintersbane." She hoped he would not pry. While Nyx was certain that Wylla's scorn toward her was no secret, it was not something she wanted to draw further attention to.