Bearclaw Valley To the ends of the Earth

She was hurt. That much was clear and it made him angry. She had proven herself enough, or at least to Dakarai. This fawn would feed at least two wolves of the pack and she had caught it while obviously hurt, yet their new alpha had just brushed it off as if it was nothing. He felt horrible, for bringing her here. For pushing their acceptance when they probably could have joined elsewhere. Now that they were accepted though he felt determined to prove that not only was Onyx a good pack member but that he was someone that would make a good part of the pack. "It is my fault...but now that we're here, we'll do everything we can to prove ourselves. You aren't weak. Neither am I" his voice returned to it's normal soothing nature as he pressed into her. 

She murmured something, a familiar name reaching his ears and making him stiffen. Who was this Lonzo that she kept speaking of? "No...he isn't like Lonzo. He won't hurt you, I'm sure he's a good alpha. Ive never met a bad alpha" he murmured back, licking the fur on top of her head. He didn't like the almost scared way she was acting, it made him feel like he was doing something to hurt her. He didn't know how to fix this. "Onyx....you should rest. Come find a den with me, we can eat and get warm. It'll all be fine." he tried to reassure her.