There's A Mess But No One To Clean It Up

"I don't know, Bells." Whisper confessed. "But... if we just give it tim--"

The badger fell silent as she watched a stranger leap over a crumbled spot in the wall. Her nose twitched curiously, gaze sliding back to Bellamy to see what the woman might do.

The female wolf turned towards the stranger quickly and instinctively raised her hackles as she prepared for the worst. Past experiences told her to be guarded, at least at first, and while she could hope that things would be different each encounter she couldn't break that thought that she should be prepared for a fight just in case. Her ears slid back and she took a breath, trying to steady her nerves, as the man came closer and spoke.

He was... curious...

...and Bellamy realized that his scent was familiar even if she couldn't place it.

"I was, yes. Under Acere's leadership. Though it was a bit of a mess, admittedly." Bellamy glanced towards Ears and then back towards the male.

"But some... complications arose. I've been away from the pack for some time." The she-wolf took in a breath. "If you're asking... do you happen to know what happened? Why the pack changed paws?" She furrowed her brow.

"I thought about going to see the alpha but..." She shook her head. "Not such a good idea."