Blacktail Deer Plateau to the moon and back

Adjusting to life in Black Deer Plateau (for Crete was still under the assumption that Peregrine had not mislead him - knowingly or not - on the name) was fairly easy, despite the monumental differences between Black Deer Plateau and Flightless Falcon’s (at least how it was when Aether and March Owl had been at it’s helm). Unable to help it, Crete found himself horrendously biased and could, further, not help the constant comparisons he kept making. Hawkeye had an entirely different governing system than either of his parents had held and he found her methods to be …wanting, in the wake of what he was used too. Perhaps with time his judgments (making him irrevocably glad he was a mute and no one could read his mind), harsh and expecting in their nature would dissolve as he got more used to Hawkeye’s methods. It was unfair to judge her so starkly against his parents for Crete understood she was an entirely different wolf - that came from different lands, where their cultures were likely different. As it was, Crete assumed he was suffering from just that: culture shock, unaided by his ferocious mood swings that nightmares and betrayal had caused. When the wound ceased to fester and began to heal over, Crete was fairly certain that the mood swings (and at time, aggression) would subside and he would be back to his normal, benevolent self once more.

He could only hope.

A summoning howl rose in the distance, capturing Crete’s distinct attention as the mute processed the familiar timbers of Atticus’ voice. Half of his meal abandoned, he (though he did not know it) followed in Peregrine’s steps, propelling himself towards his littermate that waited at the borders for Hawkeye. Sea-green eyes took in the familiar ink colored shapes that looked like a tangled mass of fur and limbs, feeling himself snort and roll his eyes playfully, at the obviousness that Peregrine had beat him to Atticus. Peregrine’s words were picked up by Crete as he approached his brothers at a trot, his tail wagging behind him once, though his face took an apologetic expression towards Atticus. It seemed Tyrannus’ outrageous behavior had not stopped with Crete, though, for Atticus’ sake Crete had hoped that it would have. Logic told Crete he should have known better, yet Crete had held some, faint faith in their elder brother than needless to say was now entirely extinguished until he felt nothing towards the new patriarch of the DiSarinno-Redleaf family at all.

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