Until Lambs Become Lions

He had found his mother half-limping out from behind the waterfall. Old as she was, the woman still had fire in her soul that was unshakeable. Alexander was quick to fuss over her, his mother reassuring him that she was fine. Alex had his doubts - she had been known to push herself, and insisted she lean on him the way up to the meeting. And the moment she saw Hay’s wound her anger bubbled over, fury sparking forth in growls and a shaking form. Alexander did not attempt to quiet her. Regardless of the wrongs of both sides, he understood her anger at seeing Haydee marked for something she didn't do. Wolves had their own minds, you could not always predict or control them. He was also angry, but he kept his maw closed, wanting to see what his sister and Leader had to say.