Blackfoot Forest And the walls came tumbling down

She listens as he speaks, dipping her head in respect. The uprising of the pack against the new king would be a noble, heroic thing to do, but dangerous. Leto could fight, she could she, but she was tiny. Amara and Liri seemed the peaceful sort, and she was unsure of Aveline and Emily, the latter seeming to have disappeared of late. But his words brought confidence to her and she dipped her head in strengh. It would be best to strike now when he was weak, but there was so much that could go wrong. He was a vicous, brutal specimine of a wolf. Still, his last words caused her to dip her head in silent thanks. "Aaron, you speak wisely and we should strike now, while he is weak. But weak is a relative term, and he is brutal. We stand to lose from such an attack. Packmates could be injured, mauled, killed, he is brutal and does not tolerate insubordinance. I feel a route of planning and cunning would perhaps prove fruitful, but you are rightful alpha. If that is your wish, I can gather the pack on your behalf"
She dippped her muzzle, eyes on him, waiting for his remarks. She respected his wisdom, though he had his faults, he was a true leader.