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Maia stood quietly aside as Ceridwen made her announcement, both incredibly proud of her daughter and deeply troubled by the words she spoke. She did not like the idea of one of their wolves attacking another, but... the entire thing felt wrong. Why would she do such a thing? And shouldn't they take care of those they sought to shelter, even if other packs took issue with this? She had not handed Lilitu to Akashingo no matter the promises her niece had made. She did not think she wished to hand Anathema over either. Especially not to Moonspear.

When they come back, we should hear what she has to say. I can go speak to Moonspear if I need to, and apologize formally, but we should judge her here. She's a member of Brecheliant and we don't need them to question her. I also don't think we need to let them choose who does and doesn't belong here. Maia broke in quietly, but firmly, looking at Dwin with warmth. She did not want to question or contradict her daughter's words, but she also knew she couldn't support the outcome that was asked of them.

Brecheliant would always take in any who approached it with an open heart, and Anathema had need a home. She couldn't imagine what would make the girl turn on another child but something must have happened. Maybe she belonged here, maybe she didn't, but in the end that was their decision to make.

I'm glad the Moonspear seems reasonable, and I want to trust them. But I've seen their idea of justice before, and I think we should be careful. Try to understand more before we judge too harshly.

Different wolves lived there, but she couldn't shake her conversation with Kukutux. How Arcturus and Wraen had both been branded enemies just for choosing to disagree. Doubtless the wolves of the mountain were deeply angry right now, as they had every right to be. But angry wolves rarely made rational decisions.