A working vacation

Saga joined her in the hawthorns, even absently plucking a berry though she seemed more interested in her thoughts than the harvest. Corbie waited patiently, continuing her own harvest, until Saga had gathered herself and spoken, then she listened quietly while the bear vented to her. "I'd always worried that Bellamy felt everything so very strongly, with so little control over those emotions," she said quietly, almost to herself. "Protectiveness, rage, love... guilt. I'd hoped she would find some peace when Haydee took the pack, but it seems that Haydee is plagued with many of the same overwhelming feelings that your mother has." She sighed, dropping another haw into the basket. "I mean no disrespect to either of them when I say that - but the same emotions and care that make them great at loving their packs and wanting to protect them also make them and their pack vulnerable when things go to pieces." She glanced over at the big bear, very seriously. "Don't fall prey to the same problems they both did. You have to control your emotions, or they will control you. A leader who isn't in control of themselves isn't able to protect their pack effectively enough when wolves paint a target on your pack."

She fiddled with a branch for a moment before coming to the point. "I spoke with the Raiders - or rather, Gilgamesh's wife, who was leading them. They have no intention of cooperating with finding a peaceful resolution, and will go as far as to paint Avalon with the same target if I continue to come between you." She looked away to the sky, absently. "People don't always understand that 'peaceful' does not mean 'passive'... I have no interest in being bullied away from doing the right thing."