Redhawk Caldera god karen, you can't just ask people why they're white

Jaws shifted his mouth when she asked what she had done. How was he to know? He had only been in the pack a couple nights and scarcely knew anyone, let alone her history with them. The most he had seen was that she maybe spoke out of turn at the meeting, but he suspected that had she not stepped on their tails before (so he assumed) then that would not have been a bother.

"You tell me," he said with a shrug, not really seeking the answer. It was her business, it was their business - it was none of his business. It might have some relevance to him down the road but even that was unlikely.