Bloody Moons Set Eventually

Bane watched Tahlia as she came to his side, noting the confusion in her single eye, his own gaze mirroring a certain flavor of reluctance and sadness. She sat down and brought her head against his shoulder, Bane leaning into her press. He knew this would be hard for their family. But it had to be done. Not too much was happening in his life at Ebony. Watching his daughters go off to their lessons, and his sons. Nako, Jakart, the two eldest sons coming home from meetings and lessons in various states of misery. And his duty as Eir carried no weight in Ebony as their was nobody coming to him for advice or knowledge. He found himself questioning the rank in its entirety. What was a rank of there was no constant action? Bane might as well have been nothing.

And so it had led to his decision of leaving. "I am sure of this. There is nothing for us in a dying pack. There. I felt no purpose here than what we could do outside of rule." Bane thought to say more, but Katja had arrived in a timely manner after his summon. Her questions were standard. The old wolf's answers were standard. "Yes. There isn't much for us here as far as I can see. Nothing that can't be taught by me or my mate. I'm growing older and grayer by the day. I can feel it in my bones and I wish time for with my family. That is all." Bane shuffled on his paws, not pleased with the situation that he had to summon a leader in order to leave, but he would suck it up for his family.