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Bobby looked troubled, Artaax noted as he tried silently to get his attention. It caused him to pause, wondering for the briefest of seconds if he was being overly confident in this endeavor. But a moment later, Bobby looked up and saw him watching, and his typical grin spread across his muzzle. Artaax relaxed. He fancied himself to be the more talented leader of the pair, but he fell victim to his brother's lead far too easily to be the one truly in charge. Seeing as he did not possess the level of self-awareness necessary to be cogniscent of that fact, he remained contentedly delusional regarding his rank in the dynamics of their relationship.

Their wordless communication complete, Artaax glanced round the group to see if a dismissal was imminent. His gaze landed on Eljay, who took that moment to speak up about his role in the events to come. The hompleia frowned incredulously at the man child. Help them fight? Was he for real? He looked at Thur as she instructed the Blackthorn to stay behind to defend the territory - something he felt Eljay was equally useless at, but it was far safer for him to be useless doing this than be useless at Blackfeather. He silently agreed with the heda's decision in leaving him behind. There were enough other packmates with actual defensive skills remaining behind that would be able to protect Eljay without him getting himself in any danger.