Ouroboros Spine like the breaking of glass

Whoa. Lane had expected that the Glen refugees were welcomed by some of the moonwolves more than others, but Raimo's obvious attempt to teach her her place threw Lane. His attitude seemed to clash with the intentions that Kukutux had expressed.

"We are all survivors," Lane reminded him, trying not to sound too defensive. They had all been displaced by the rockslide on the mountain last moon. The only reason that the Glen wolves were refugees and the moonwolves were hosts was that the moonwolves had managed to organize themselves enough to pee in few places around the Spine. That didn't seem to warrant the superiority complex vibe she was getting from Antler Man, here. 

"We're one people," she elaborated, "Moonspear and Firefly Glen were sisterpacks. We shared a free border policy before the disaster.."  At this point, Lane's confidence wavered. Perhaps the rules were different, now that the border had moved? Lane was unfamiliar with the all complex minutia of pack policy. She was little more than a gypsy, after all.