Shouldn't this make sense!

Basilisk had already been alerted that his eldest son had stepped onto the beach despite being told to remain in the Col. As he was trotting down to the beach, Larimar shrieked in dismay, telling him something had gone wrong. He picked up his pace, tearing through the cave and out into the beach.

He arrived to find a short wolf near his son, and he ended his dash beside the boy, pushing CItadel behind his legs before taking a moment to assess the situation. Heart thrumming in his chest, he saw the dead deer, and the small wolf. What had gotten his companions worked up? Thunder opened her beak and cawed out a warning that the deer had attacked them, and the girl had shown up near the end.

So she was perhaps not an immediate threat, and he did recognise her. He had seen her at the conclave. She was… Hemlock’s Alpha. She was where Spider had run to when they had fled the Armada. He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about that. He cleared his throat, eyes severe on the other Alpha. ‘Is trespassing widely accepted in Hemlock?” he asked dryly. Pushing CItadel back when the boy tried to move free of his paws.


"Basilisk"