Repeat Until Death

She looked upon them both sadly. It was cruelty she couldn't begin to understand to drive such an old wolf out of the pack at the beginning of winter; a death sentence without the guilt. A coward's move. Theory sighed deeply and then held her breath for a beat longer than usual as she tried to rack her brain for a solution. Nothing came to mind. For now they could only bide their time. It was not like Abaven to strike out unless provoked and she longed to keep it that way. They were peace makers and peace keepers. Plus, with Poem newly pregnant... no. Absolutely not. There would be no violence if she could at all help it. They could only fortify themselves and hope to weather this brutal storm. "I am so deeply sorry - to both of you. Losing a home, losing a friend..." she blinked slowly, wishing she had better words. Something more comforting. "Drifa, is there anything else I can do to help? At least an escort until the weather further south is kinder?" It would be easy enough to send along someone to accompany her. Following the shoreline was a familiar trek and Theory's conscious wouldn't rest until she knew the older woman was safely delivered somewhere.