Duskfire Glacier He's one of the good ones

She would certainly find concern in his gaze if she were to look, but there would be no disappointment. He didn't think Lane was capable of doing anything that would disappoint him. 

The way she spoke and averted her gaze made him think she was wary of his judgement. Tuulu wondered if he had done something to make her think he judged her decisions; he had always tried to be supportive, but he had never led a pack and maybe it had affected his ability to say the right thing.

He said nothing at first. The Tatkret only nuzzled her soothingly as he considered what to say. But when he had put his thoughts in order, he pulled back and gently touched her cheek. Lane, he said softly. I think you have been an asset to Isso. You have a different perspective, and you know the wolves of duskfire in a different way. He hoped she was looking at him now, but he wouldn't push it if she wasn't. It's clear in all of your decisions that you care deeply for the pack. She almost always put them even before herself. But if leading isn't something you want to do anymore, I think everyone would understand. He wouldn't sit here and pretend like he wouldn't be ecstatic to have more time with her, and for Lane to have more time for herself. She was so deep into her anxious thoughts that she couldn't see things in the correct light. 

If stepping down is what you want, maybe you could select someone to take your place. I think that might make it a smoother transition for everyone. His perceptive gaze studied her face; Tuulu was eager to know what she thought of his words.