Swiftcurrent Creek because you live to torture me, don't you?

Argh sorry, completely missed posting order. >_< Sorry sorry. I haven't done much in the post except react but will re-post if need be, just PM me.

"I go."

Bazi had though the thought, but when it actually happened, she was dumbstruck by it. You don't know what you're giving up!, she wanted to scream, staring at the naive child at Scimitar's feet. The pack was mere weeks from relocating, taking them many more days of hazardous travel away from the Bypass than currently. It was unlikely that Trajan would ever see his brothers again. Julius and Relonikiv were all but fused to their adopted parents, either hiding or giving the visiting wolves angry, mistrustful glares.

Bazi shifted closer to Julius, moving her gaze from Trajan to her lover's shoulder. Inside, anger bubbled and spat. Her reply to Shadow's gently spoken question burned in her throat, unfit for sharing, and she swallowed it alongside a string of sobs. He was giving a choice to a child - a child that had no idea what he was giving up, or what he was entering into. What if Paarthurnax returned? What if the Blackfeather pack picked a new target? And what did Shadow know about rearing children, anyway? Bazi exhaled shakily and raised her gaze. "Be good to him," she rumbled thickly.