Mortis had kept out of the pack's politics for a while now. Halo, and raising their kids had been his only priority. There was a possibility he would no longer be able to remain on the sidelines. Not with such a large change in the pack. He had heard by now what Kitsune had done, and he wasn’t sure what the rest of the pack’s response would be.
So, somewhat cautiously he made his way into the Col. He passed Wylan, giving his son’s paw a pat on the way past, before settling in beside Wynter and Zion. He placed a discreet wing lightly over Zion, seeing the way her anxieties affected her. He knew this was considered the heart of the pack, but the pack had been through a lot here. Perhaps he could speak to Basilisk about moving the meetings onto the beach.
Marauder
