Redhawk Caldera What does the future hold?

Towhee quirked a brow at Amalia’s rejoinder. She explained how she’d joined pack after pack, only for them to disband. It took a good deal of self-control to school her expression as the Willow woman took responsibility for these things upon herself.

Three? Those are rookie numbers, Towhee countered. I’ve destroyed at least twice as many as that, maybe three times, she said with a serious face, which soon cracked into a smile. Very rarely does a wolf singlehandedly cause an entire pack to fall apart. It’s more of a group effort. And packs rise and fall all the time. It’s just the way things go.

But there was something in Amalia’s statement that niggled at her. Towhee chewed the inside of her cheek for a second.

Is Moonspear really in that bad a shape?