A Trying Chapter [Theory]

The Abaven alphess remained cold and frigid towards her but Drífa couldn't really blame her. Such an offer really should have been extended as soon as Winterfell realized they'd be raiding an ally. Though, she did not know how much the volcano had disrupted things. Had Acere hoped that the volcano had claimed Hjarrandi? Drífa knew she would feel better about the whole situation if the man they rescued had been a halfway decent fellow. However, as far as Drífa could tell Kai was a self-centered, ungrateful, violent pain in the ass. A stint as a slave would probably have done the male well but what was done was done.

There was clearly a feeling of betrayal and Drífa was beginning to see just how strained the relationship between Winterfell and Abaven was now. She wondered if there was a way to mend it or if it indeed would fall apart completely. It was difficult for Drífa to say much as she had only been a member a short time and knew only so much of the original circumstances that led the packs to this point. However, if Acere's goal was to destroy Abaven she wouldn't be standing here. He had certainly acted foolishly and she hoped he had learned from his mistake. An ally was worth far more than a cocky, selfish… whatever Kai was.

"I know it doesn't change circumstances, but if it helps I don't believe the knife, as you say, was placed with malicious intent. I believe Acere acted with his heart in the moment to rescue a man important to him and did not properly consider the consequences that he could not choose his own targets. It was most certainly foolish and you have every right to be angry with him on a number of levels. I hope this will serve as a lesson and reminder of the importance of the bond between allies over outside individuals and that we can grow from this."

All in all Theory accepted Winterfell's offer but relationship would take time to salvage. She hoped their deal regarding the raid would pan out favorably and could be the first stepping stone toward rebuilding trust. Drífa nodded, she had the answer she came for and it would be up to Acere to finish mending the damage. She would pass the message along.

"Thank you, for your gracious time, Wisteria." Drífa called out as the woman turned. She glanced to Halla and with a nod of her head slipped back into the night.

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