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Mou remained silent, Kukutux pressing to Meerkat with reassurance and all the while it was left to Aiolos to weave and tale and bend the truth. It hurt him to do so and this shown on his features, upset and unease.

To Meerkat bursting out on him about what he had told her, ginger ears flattened against his skull. Her attention was sharp on him though he did not relent, watching her own facial features carefully. He said nothing to this. Couldn't really. He hadn't even known Naimh, hadn't even met her. How could he have known why she had decided to just up and move on from her pack?

Then, an apology and Aiolos head lowers and he takes a heavy breath. We will. Was all he could offer, for if Naimh could return to them, Aiolos would tell them and let then hash out this mess. But she wouldnt be coming back. Not ever and Mou had decided by his silence it was not yet time to reveal such information.

To Meerkat's last bit, directed at Kukutux, Aiolos felt his legs stiffen a bit, an ear twitching but he remains silent. Why wouldn't Kukutux be okay with them here? The unspoken accusation made Aiolos grow impatient, annoyed. Maybe Meerkat had seen through this ruse by now.