Out with the old

Basilisk watched with steely eyes as Crux passed judgement on him, comparing him to his father. It was irrelevant who Azure was, he had become someone who abandoned his pack and his family. For a moment, he was tempted to stop Crux. He knew that to do so would be to fight him for the right to stay or leave, and that in doing so would be the last straw that tore this family apart. Instead, through Kite’s actions and Crux’s words, lines were drawn in the sand.

He let Crux go, acknowledging as he did so that the pack was going to need another healer to apprentice to Halo. The next to speak would be Charlton, who seemed as confused by this dynamic as Basilisk was. He would remember who Charlie was at that moment. How he had defended him.

Andromeda spoke next, but her words were to him first, and not the crowd. He nodded his head to her. “Thank you, Andromeda, your support is welcome.” He told her. He let her speak her piece, giving everyone an equal voice in the Armada. “Kite has made her choice, what she did, she did for herself, not the pack. But I won’t stop you.” He told Andy, giving her permission to leave.

Spider came forward next, and Basilisk placed a paw over his childs. “Thank you” He said, gripping the other’s paw for a moment in silent support. Basilisk needed to take charge of this, before the pack crumbled around him. “Sirius is the only Warlord this pack has known, but I don’t intend to let this change crumble the pack. If any others wish to leave or challenge, speak now and I will accept your challenge.” He raised his voice, so it would be heard among the collected wolves. He had intended to create a pack meeting shortly after Sirius left. This one was impromptu, but he knew he needed to nip any more challenges in the bud. He did flick his ears in acknowledgment to Levi’s words. He didn't pretend to be offended by this drama. He knew he hadn't earned their respect yet.


"Basilisk"