<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Onp4Ux3.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Bhaltair</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Rank: Sitter<br/>Location: Healer's Den - Mute's Den</span></strong><br/>Bhaltair’s heart went out to<strong>vitani</strong>. He wondered how frustrated she must feel when she has to sit and accept things the way they are no matter how much she may disagree with<strong>Zuya</strong>. She was meant for better things than to just be a follower. She was meant to be the leader, he was sure of it. One day, he believed, she would get her chance to shine. His eyes narrowed in on her at the statement<em> “When I’m Alpha”</em>. Was she plotting something after all? He would have to speak with<strong>Zuya</strong>soon and begin training with<strong>Jag</strong>. When the time came that she needed his help, he didn’t want to be useless. Sure, it was just hunting, but it was something<em>more</em>. Something better than just his siblings giving him pointers.<br/><br/><strong>Vitani</strong>called him out by name, bringing him to attention. The thoughtful, far away look in his eyes cleared up as he gave his attention to her. He was a bit confused on the situation, but the urgency in her words made him concerned and made him nervous about the upcoming events. When she began to move, he subtly lunged towards her, prepared to support her, but she was fine. She seemed stable, though he eyed her injury with suspicion.<br/><br/><em>We have to stop anyone we can from going.</em>She whispered to him. He nodded, but was doubtful.<strong> “That’s a bit of a tall order.”</strong>He warned with a light hearted chuckle,<strong> “But, I will do my best.”</strong>He promised, and he meant it. He stood tall, a feeling close to happiness filling his heart from being able to be helpful.<br/><br/>She nudged him then, commanding his attention once more. He attentively listened, always the good listener. She asked him a favor and while curious with why she felt the need to leave the healer’s den to speak with<strong>Slash</strong>,  he felt it wasn’t his place to ask or his business to know. Her stumbling over singling out<strong>Mute</strong>was lost on him, at least for now, too focused on the task of convincing a wolf not to attend such an event like this one. Curiosity alone would attract the wolves. Before he left, he turned to look at her straight on, trying to pin her with his gaze.<strong> “I will do this, but do <em>me</em> a favor and be careful.”</strong>He looked pointedly down at her paw.<strong> I don’t want to see you hurt.”</strong>Although, she already was so he tacked on,<strong> “Any more than you already are anyways.”</strong>He leaned forward and nudged the spot under her jaw playfully with his snout.<strong> “Good luck, Vianti.”</strong><br/><br/>He turned and took an easy walking pace away. He was in a hurry, but he didn’t need to show it. He briefly lifted his nose to the air, catching mostly<strong> Jadene’s</strong>most recent scent and traces of<strong>Mute’s</strong>on the wind. He followed it to the edges of the densite. Most wolves here had their own den dug out around the main den area and<strong>Mute</strong>was no exception. He just hoped he wasn’t intruding on anything. He spied the two very quickly, and took his time strolling over. He paused for a moment when four wolves approached from the other side. He stopped and observed<strong>Jadene</strong>get up and place herself between them and<strong>Mute</strong>. His ears twitched forward, trying to catch the conversation. The female’s, Hannerabi’s, solidified his choice on what he was going to do. He would not be a bystander if a fight broke out. Ideally, he would want to diffuse the situation, he didn’t want his fellow pack members hurt or fighting. That in itself was hard these days with everyone being applauded for being a bully.<br/><br/>Bhaltair casually strolled up, allowing himself to be full height. Sometimes he found himself slouching so as not to seem as big, but in situations like these he liked to roll back his shoulder and puff himself out to seem pretty intimidating. To outsiders, many would find it intimidating but these were wolves from the pack and they knew he wasn’t a fighter. Still, a large body falling into a wolf no matter the experience is still troublesome.<br/><br/><strong> “Is everything alright here?”</strong>He questioned, observing the wolf group.<strong> “If you must see an Inyanga, we do have a den for them where you can be seen. There’s no need to overwhelm one”</strong>He coolly, his voice carrying.<strong> If it’s information you seek,”</strong>He began, remembering one of them had said something about that.<strong> “Usually the higher ranks are well informed of recent events and I’m sure you could ask any of them.”</strong>He wasn’t really sure about that, or even what sort of information they would get upon asking, but he was determined to deter them even if just a bit.<br/><br/>