Searching for a Cause
09-24-2018, 08:15 PM
"I'm not expecting anything," she assured him when he spoke of not guaranteeing anything about her talking to his mate. "I just want to speak with her about it, for my own conscience."
He went on to lay out a story of immensely concerning danger, of a family fully as insidious, as deadly, as the Armadas had once been in Isardis' prime. She heard him out, from start to finish, growing more and more alarmed as he spoke. She kept her expression sharp and pushed aside the alarm to keep herself focused and calm. Sifting through what all it meant to Celestial, to her, to her pups.
"I understand, Brandr," she said gently. "A parent has to think of their children before their own wants. As much as I am certain you wish you could help your friends in Abaven, you had to do whatever you could to protect your children."
She stood there with her paws on the wall for a long moment, clearly deep in thought, before she stirred again. "I will not ask you to gather more information on these Abraxas. I am not going to put your life at risk when you have already risked so much to help us already." She smiled, somewhat crookedly. "But I may ask your opinions on occasion since you know far more than I do about what they have done in the past." She didn't know why Regulus had not spoken to the pack about these Abraxas when he first learned about them, or later Aurielle after she had spoken to Brandr. It was troubling, certainly. She made a faint, thoughtful humming sound. The last thing she wanted was to put her children at risk seeking out more information but... she felt a bit betrayed, like the alphas she had pledged herself to had been deliberately withholding information from her and from the rest of the pack about a grave threat to them.
She fixed Brandr with a questioning glance. "I believe I would like to investigate these... Abraxas myself. I would like to approach their leader and see if I can get the measure of him. See what kind of a wolf he is, and decide how to advise Aurielle based upon my own impressions as well.” It was a risk, bringing the pack to the direct attention of the would-be conquerors. But if they were already on the Abraxas radar, and they let themselves be taken by surprise… perhaps a strong approach would urge the Abraxas to caution. “Would you be able to tell me where the main pack is?”
He went on to lay out a story of immensely concerning danger, of a family fully as insidious, as deadly, as the Armadas had once been in Isardis' prime. She heard him out, from start to finish, growing more and more alarmed as he spoke. She kept her expression sharp and pushed aside the alarm to keep herself focused and calm. Sifting through what all it meant to Celestial, to her, to her pups.
"I understand, Brandr," she said gently. "A parent has to think of their children before their own wants. As much as I am certain you wish you could help your friends in Abaven, you had to do whatever you could to protect your children."
She stood there with her paws on the wall for a long moment, clearly deep in thought, before she stirred again. "I will not ask you to gather more information on these Abraxas. I am not going to put your life at risk when you have already risked so much to help us already." She smiled, somewhat crookedly. "But I may ask your opinions on occasion since you know far more than I do about what they have done in the past." She didn't know why Regulus had not spoken to the pack about these Abraxas when he first learned about them, or later Aurielle after she had spoken to Brandr. It was troubling, certainly. She made a faint, thoughtful humming sound. The last thing she wanted was to put her children at risk seeking out more information but... she felt a bit betrayed, like the alphas she had pledged herself to had been deliberately withholding information from her and from the rest of the pack about a grave threat to them.
She fixed Brandr with a questioning glance. "I believe I would like to investigate these... Abraxas myself. I would like to approach their leader and see if I can get the measure of him. See what kind of a wolf he is, and decide how to advise Aurielle based upon my own impressions as well.” It was a risk, bringing the pack to the direct attention of the would-be conquerors. But if they were already on the Abraxas radar, and they let themselves be taken by surprise… perhaps a strong approach would urge the Abraxas to caution. “Would you be able to tell me where the main pack is?”