Redhawk Caldera Don’t let this touch you

In this state, it was almost impossible to feel flattered, even though he knew that Maia was trying to cheer him up. The faint smile on his lips was for her sake only, not a true representation of his feelings. She was the kindest of souls, willing to overlook the very visible flaws he carried around with him. 

It did not escape his notice that it seemed Maia was a mother again. He felt happy for her and Eljay both, for having found a home. He recalled vaguely that they had had children the year before, but he hadn't met any of then. He wasn't even sure he knew their names. 

She seemed adamant that he'd be welcome, though he felt a tightness in his chest grow. "Well," he said. Perhaps she didn't know, or perhaps Wraen had kept their argument to herself. "I...I had a disagreement with Wraen years ago, I think. I don't know...I haven't asked for her forgiveness yet. I wouldn't feel right, joining the pack, unless it was with her blessing too."