Raschen sighed softly as he looked about at the eyes on him for decision. Sometimes the appointment of decision making to the men of rekationships came as a great annoyance. his ears fell back and he rose a claw to his teeth in thought as he weighed their options. They had much to travel and little time to traverse it but Taryn was carrying. Her body wojld be in constant need of sustanance if they. hose to travel and forage. he took a breath to signal his reaching of a decision. He looked up at his mate and then to the elder and her bitches.<br/><br/>"The decision took a moment to come to but is essential. She carries...and I will not risk the health of our cubs..." he spoke as he looked to Taryn. "eat as much as you can and if there is still light we will attempt it.. " he declared with a gentle kiss to her forehead. He looked to the den of bitches who watched in a form of shock and awe, shaking his head and standing. "I will speak to Jax and Lily..."<br/><br/>He rose, striding to the door. The air about him had changed in a matter of days. He had shifted from the warrior to the protector, every instinct directed to his mate and their offspring. The towering feline was her sheild and gladly so. His form slid from the trailer with a chuckle on the elder's part.