everything falls

Of the changes she spoke, even the Queen was in the dark -- and yet it seemed fitting to suggest such a thing. Though power was important to her, she had begun to realize that she could not flourish without Maverick at her side. She was unused to the monogamous ways of some wolves; her soul has been bound infinitely with the Mathias man and she would be hard-pressed to even consider leaving him. Perhaps she had learned well from her father. His loyalty to Guinevere has been, in her eyes, pure and beautiful and unwavering. Even after her death, Cairo did not betray her, did not love another -- though he had admitted his feeling to Erani soon before his death. A sigh left her pursed lips, but she would press closer to him again, truly at a loss for words.

"We will figure it out. Not today, not tomorrow, but we will." Things were changing, and she knew that they would adjust to these changes. Perhaps they needed to bring someone else up higher in the ranks? Part of her wanted to suggest a pack meeting, but it seemed silly to do so until she got word about the three missing wolves' conditions. "Come now, let us rest. The children don't need to see us like this." They could hide out and wallow in their insecurities and their fears, but she was unwilling to let her children see the two of them in such a condition. They needed to be strong for them.