it's burning through the bloodline

Complicated indeed. But then, things usually were when a decision rested on the shoulders of more than one. "Sounds like she's sacrificing a lot to be with you." That much was clear. Though Andalusia didn't know Harlyn past the brief meeting they'd shared, she knew dissatisfaction and the urge to leave, and how even the strongest of loyalty could split in the face of disagreement. It wasn't an easy place for anyone involved, and Andalusia took Mordecai's matter as seriously as he. "It also sounds like she has no loyalties here but you. If that hasn't changed by now, then maybe it's just time for her to move on. For her sake, and the pack's. The question then is if you'll follow."

She knew little of their situation, but a mind fixed leaving was often one already gone. Andalusia doubted it would be long until her paws followed, and Mordecai would need to choose whether his future lay with Harlyn, or whether this fork in the road was where their journeys split.