Nimbus Summit flown beneath the wings of little birds

"Okay," Lane agreed to hear out Antha, tail wagging. The golden woman asked how she was doing, which was kind of her. 

"I'm not sure about peace, but at least I'm well fed," Lane joked. As much as she had wanted the Summit to be a place of tranquility and bliss, somewhere in the back of her mind she had known there would always be stress, always tricky situations to navigate and impossible decisions to make. It was the life of an alpha. 

"Are you and Tessa settling in alright?" Lane returned the question.