Firefly Glen another riff for the good times

He didn't like hearing the words what's left of them. It implied that there would be some lost to the landslide- and even though that was a distinct possibility, he didn't want to dwell on it. But Meerkat was right, some decisions needed the whole group to agree, though he suspected that they would have to split up in order to cover the bases that needed to be covered. 

From what he could tell, Meerkat's preference was to go to the Caldera- but that she would only go to the Caldera if he went as well. He felt his heart twist a bit; Meerkat was the second wolf to ask him to return to the Caldera. If it was simply a matter of doing what he wanted to do, without worrying about anyone else, then his answer would have been simple. But the problem was that he still felt an obligation to the Glen, and to Moonspear- and especially to Antares, who was now lost. There was a legacy that the Ostregas had, that he felt a duty to carry on if none of them were able to do so themselves. He wouldn't want that legacy to be lost, because of a bear attack and a landslide. 

So he was torn then, between potentially disappointing Antares by going back to the Caldera and leaving the Glen and Moonspear to sort their problems out themselves, or that he might have to disappoint Meerkat by saying that he couldn't commit to the Caldera because of his sense of duty...Because in all honesty, he felt obliged to cater to Meerkat's desires as well. Fennec's wishes were also thrown into the mix, as were his own. 

"I...Can't make that promise right now." He said. "I want to go to the Caldera- but I can't just leave the Glen without...Fixing things, first," He said. "Or at least, trying to fix things." There was a small chance that they wouldn't find the wolves he wanted to find- and that the few survivors he'd found might be all that was left of both packs- but until they searched, they wouldn't know. And he wasn't going to give up on the rest of both packs before he even began.