Blacktail Deer Plateau let the devil speak his story

Blue smiled at his kindness, only friends but he was already providing for what she hoped to be a family, no matter how unorthodox it was. Blue took a small bite of the rabbit and then merely sat and waited while he gathered his thoughts. She did not expect him to tell her everything that happened, and she was pleasantly surprised that he did share.

Her eyes narrowed in agitation. I have found that he is not the same wolf at certain times he was since Fox has come among us. I am not sure I like it. She grew silent, and looked down. Taking a chunk out of her rabbit quickly, before she said anything else that would be mean or considered unkind.

She wasn't sure what was making Peregrine be so mean to Lasher or Lasher to him even, other than heartbreak, but surely that didn't give anyone the right to treat another badly. No matter what she could never imagine doing that to Atticus if he returned, nor would she expect him to be cruel and it would surprise her if he was. Perhaps, it was a curse to see the best in others, or to not imagine the cruelty that others could possess even though she knew it was out there.