It's going down

Brandr greeted her warmly and Sparrow only felt worse. Her heart beat heavily in her chest. As the man asked her if everything was alright, she swallowed and shook her head.

No, everything was terrible.

Her mouth was so dry, she felt like she was going to throw up.

"The Abraxas have come," she said quietly.

She searched for his response before gathering the will to continue.

"They... they offered us a choice. I know, as alpha, I have to do something. My dad made the mistake of making decisions without asking the pack, but now... I'm not sure what to do either."

Sparrow shook her head. She wasn't sure what to say or what to do. She looked up, her minty eyes searching Brandr's. She needed him in the pack more now than ever.

"They promise that since I helped healed one of them once, they would be willing to do something of a... peaceful takeover. That we could continue to be Abaven, not be split up. They would use Abaven as a hub rather than like the packs they have previously dominated. If I say no, however..."

Sparrow's eyes fell to the ground. She was shaking. She was scared. She knew this, yet she knew she wouldn't back down if her pack wanted her to fight.

"Of course, I will fight them if you- if the pack thinks that's best, but in that case... If I lose..." Sparrow's eyes sought Brandr's again, "What will happen to Abaven?"

Sparrow could hear Kanja in the back of her mind scolding her for even considering losing. "If you've already given up, then the fight is already over," it said. Still, Sparrow couldn't ignore the possibility that that was the case.

"I'll fight for Abaven, no matter what, but if there's a chance of peace- a chance we can remain here... Should I take it?"