Duskfire Glacier moth to a flame

Meerkat didn't waste any time in getting straight to the point. Something Tzila appreciated. Someone amongst them needed to fill in the Leadership role while Wintersbane was down for the count. She sighed and waited while the others spoke up. Said their piece. Her silver eyes landed on Tatkret, considering him. Then Lane spoke up, offering herself to support him at his side.

She cleared her throat. "Under normal circumstances, I would not hesitate to offer myself." She let her eyes settle between those gathered. Most pointedly on her son and daughter. "I have been in numerous packs over the years and I know from experience what qualities are required in a fit leader." Her ears flitted back. "That is not me. Not while I fret and worry over my husband and children."

"Tatkret. Lane. You both have my full support. I will stand by you until Wintersbane has recovered and he is fit to lead again. If that day ever comes. I trust you both to continue to uphold the Glacier's best interests as he did." Makatza had another outburst. Her final one. But before she could run off, she snapped towards her. "No, Makatza. Your brother is too young. Strength alone does not dictate leadership. Nor is it born by blood." She watched her run off then, away from the Glacier. Tzila made no move to stop her. Call it cruel or tough love, but it might be what her daughter needed. Huffing, she turned back to Tatkret, Lane and Meerkat. "If I may have a word with you three, once our business here is concluded?"