Redhawk Caldera the horses are coming

Her brother, Ponyboy was confused. And understandably so. Perhaps he hadn't been filled in on all the details yet. What was clear, was that Anathema was no longer among them here at Brecheliant. 

Bronte watched the exchange between Maggak and her brother, noting the sharpness in the Moon girl's eyes. She only allowed two seconds after Ponyboy stuttered in confusion, before taking matters into her own hands. "Whoa, wait a minute." As the older of the females here and with the advantage of home turf, she wasn't shy about inserting herself between Maggak and her brother. 

Sweet but intense bourbon eyes of their father's swept firmly from one wolf to the next. She was progressing in leaps and bounds in her maturity and this example was no exception. "Now, let's take a step back here. Ponyboy, explain your side of the story. Share what you know. Maggak, you do the same. Then I'll fill in what I know as well. That way we'll have the details straight."

Once she felt her voice of reason had been heard, she eased back and waited patiently.