Change rolling in so fast

Basilisk, still shocked by the news, still spared a moment to look at the dark coloured wolf. “You're a part of any conversations about the future. Your words will carry weight” He told Spider softly. He wasn’t sure if they would want to be a part of any such talks, but they had the right to be there.

He looked back at Hazel, and reached out to touch her paw. “Alright, moving is hard, I get that. There’s plenty of room to grow in Seer’s old den. If we did decide, well... There's room for them.” He said, through chasing an entire litter around the pack sounded like madness. How had Halo and Mortis managed it? Would Spider like little siblings, or would they grow resentful?

"Basilisk"