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butting in here just to word vomit!

He watched each wolf's reaction as Fennec explained the situation, trying to gauge how they felt about it. Maxim, for one, looked floored. He supposed that was fair—he'd been a soldier with Mereo before he was tied to the Redhawks. He probably had a lot of loyalty to Germanicus, and these packs in the mountains.

Would he still?

Killdeer returned his mom's gentle touch and cleared his throat, feeling a little like he wanted to vomit. Here goes nothing.

We're going to find a new place to stay, he carried on, gaze shifting among the three other wolves gathered. A place to live—where our family can be happy, and thrive. And I—we, he added, though a little less certain, as he glanced at Fennec, want you all and Jack to come with.

He swallowed the lump of bile in his throat. He was petrified they'd say no.

I want the Redhawks to be together, he said, softer than before.