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"Because I'd prefer to live in a home rather than a warzone," he answered with a light huff once he realized Peregrine was dodging the issue. He refrained from digging into things and focused on the trail ahead...matching his stride to Peregrine's own. "You seem like someone who makes a lot of hot headed decisions," he commented with an idle flick of his ears. To prevent his companion from thinking that his observations were fruitless ones he continued with, "Imagine that your most precious pack mate angered the pack next door and was punished for it. You, in understandable retribution, push back and make matters worse. They, with an equal sense of justice, come back even harder. And the cycle continues onward."

His memories skimmed over the legends of packs his parents had told him tales of back in his whelping days. "Without neutralization, without peace, the home you love will eventually become the cage you hate. You wouldn't even find solace in the unclaimed territories. Sleuths, assassins, and all manner of treachery would follow you. You might even lose that most precious pack mate that you were trying to protect in the first place."

He let the prattling of his voice simmer into a brooding silence before shaking his head with empathy toward the past lives lost. "I'd prefer to live watching everyone's backs than be stuck with just my own."

set by Emy