Lo, there do I see my father (RAID)

Kassander followed along nervously as the pack set off for Threar. He hadn't really known the alphas of Threar, but he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. They were going there to steal from the other pack. Born a pack wolf it was ingrained in him that pack borders were sacrosanct, that you didn't just go into someone else's claimed territory. It had been difficult to step over Arcanum's border when he'd led the siege there, and then it had been to protect his family, not to take something that belonged to them. It felt wrong. But - he reasoned - they weren't setting out to hurt Threar. They were just taking a prey animal, and if someone had to suffer from a shortage wasn't it really better that it was someone he didn't know rather than his packmates? Yfir was his first priority, not Threar. Threar could take care of themselves.

So arguing with himself, he took a place near the end of the line as Katja indicated for them to fall in.