We Are Warrior Souls

With all that had happened Lucette had been feeling stressed. She knew Bae-Syl didn't want her and the kids here, to be where they could be hurt and in harm's way… but Lucette could never abandon her family. She loved them, understood the stress of it all, and had been doing her best to be supportive. There was… a lot. Gilgamesh had been hurt on their lands and Lucette had a gut feeling they had not seen the last of the raiders… even if they had come and taken Gilgamesh back. Not that the pack would have stopped them, but still it was stressful all the same. It felt like every move they were making was the wrong one… though even Lucy was wondering why the last raid had needed to continue after the chickens were confirmed dead. There had been nothing to gain from that… and the pack had lost anyway. A bloody battle… even she had been met with such ferocity that she responded to her opponent the same way… it felt wrong. Lucette had never been much of a fighter but the battle had left her questioning if she should have gone to the battlefield at all. Especially since it only seemed to make Bae-Syl worry more.

And since their return and Gilgamesh’s visit she hadn't seen much of Haydee… her sister had been trying her best with what she was given and it was all falling apart. Their mother had been made leader alongside Hay but she appeared hesitant to do more than support… had there really been a point to it? Bellamy had felt incapable of leading… had been since her mate’s death. But what else could the pack do? There would be consequences to their actions… from both raids. They never should have come with such violence to the raiders… it wasn't as if the Raiders had willy nilly maimed all of them the first time. Haydee had been maimed when she had gone to apologize… but it had been right after the raid. Maybe the pack felt threatened? She didn't know anymore.

With a heavy heart and mind Lucette trudged into the meeting and sat, wondering what would come of it.

"Speech," 'Thought.'