She'd been out for a walk, or perhaps on a search.. she didn't know. She'd been walking around like that lately, without a goal, worries on her mind. Thoughts, always the damn thoughts, coming in the way of what she really wished she was doing. Doing something about her grief, doing something about her relationship with her mother, and with the problem that Iskata had presented, that Haku apparently had. She didn't know what to make of it all, and on top of it, the war... It did not seem like the leaders of the pack had granted it much thought, and Mew was considering doing something about it herself. Rallying other packs, maybe, seeking allies among the whole wolf community. Surely someone would support their cause? She wouldn't do anything about it before consulting other Dahlia wolves though, besides her brother. It was not a choice or action for her to make.

Her flowing row of neverending thoughts were interrupted by noises as she was just entering the outskirts of Wolfville, heading home. She easily smelled Cer, and vaguely, distant, her mother's smell, and soon she could see the younger female whose pelt was so alike her own walking along rapidly in her direction. She looked upset by something; her movements were rigid, angry, as if they were accompanied with a "humph" and a "pft" every so often. Mew slowly, calmly walked to meet her pack's remaining rosea. She would not speak of her mother, and why she left; their relationship was none of her business, and although she wished it differently, she didn't know Cer very well. Words attempted to bring the young ivory female's attention to the older one, voice calm, quiet, melodic. Cer.

Her personality seemed to change as the Rosea noticed Mew and spoke the Mai's name as a greeting back. From angry, perhaps, to calmness itself. Mew felt as if she had seen something which she should not have seen, the frustrated walk of her pack leader had been a private affair, and the feeling of having imposed on it did not go away. She chose to ignore it, however, but a blush - nearly unnoticeable - rose to her face before she could stop it. She ignored that too; if she didn't it would only increase. Cer looked unaffected by Colibri's departure, but Mew understood that she was not, and assumed they had spoken of it tonight. Personally Mew wasn't worried about her growing relationship to her mother; who said a pack name could change anything? If she wanted to, she was sure she could find her mother. What worried her was the seemingly smooth surface of the white female standing in front of her. Was she not touched by any of the events? They had a clan of hungry coyotes on their back, and she did not even seem stressed. Mew did not like falseness, even if it was just keeping up a facade of calmness. Then again, she did it herself. Perhaps that was why she detested it.

I'm actually quite good, thank you. And yourself?. She smiled. It wasn't a lie at all. She'd been feeling increasingly better after seeing her children's grave, and speaking to Colibri. It was good having Haku around too, even if he was an odd one. Perhaps her return home had not been in vain after all, even though her children had died? She didn't know, but she would not leave until the war was settled; she felt partly as the cause of it. Haku had told her not to, but she couldn't help it. Perhaps everything would be different had she not been stupid enough to wander into Inferni that day, and watched her back instead. She would regret it until the day she died.

Cer did not beat around the bush, but went straight to the point. So, she had given it some thought after all. Mew wondered for a second whether the rosea had full control over what exactly had happened. She quickly concluded that she might not know about Haku staying, seeing as it had happened only a few days back and Mew had not told anyone. Frankly she was surprised that Cer hadn't asked him to stay herself, but she probably had her reasons. For all Mew knew they two could have spoken about it already, or maybe Colibri had not wanted him there because of the strain of her broken family. There could be lots of reasons. Her voice stayed calm as she replied to her pack leader's words, not reflecting any of the other femme's tone. Yeah, quite a turmoil I'd say.. Mew didn't know how to continue, even though she'd been wanting to speak to Cer. Now that she did she didn't know what to say. She let silence creep in after her words and hoped to god it wouldn't be awkward.

Obviously Mew could not properly read her rosea, having thought she did not care about the situation with Inferni. Possibly because they did not know each other well. Frankly, there was not much Mew could say she knew about her. She knew she was her mother's friend, and Ceres' grandchild, and that she did not think much of too much formalities regarding her rank. Other than that.. nothing. Just like with other members of the pack, Mew had not spoken much to her. She did not look as if she could have been better though, she looked like her normal self. But of course, with a lot of things going around in one's head, you can't help but feel tired, even though you might not look it. Mew knew that feeling all too well. We could all benefit from some peace and quiet, I think.. Hopefully though, with Haku helping them, that peace and quiet could be closer. It quite annoyed her that he had acted on behalf of their pack, without being a member, and also without consulting any of them. It seemed almost as if he had wanted to do it for personal reasons, but needed to place the blame somewhere. Of course, Mew didn't believe that that was what had happened, but the thought still nagged her somewhat. Especially after what Iskata had brought to her attention. He did indeed act weird sometimes, and since she knew she did not know every side of him, she couldn't help but be affected by such news.

Her green eyes did not look away from the blues of the other as she spoke, knowing very well that what she had done might not be approved by her leader. Yeah, well. I've told Haku that he can stay here among us. I thought it might help us with numbers against Inferni... She could have done something gravely wrong. In other situations Mew was not doubtful when taking in new members, but since Haku had brought so much conflict along with him she should perhaps have asked Cer first. Also she somehow felt that her mother's departure might have something to do with it, but what could she know, really? Her brother rarely let her in on his deepest thoughts, as if he didn't have any, and her mother seemed to think that pain was just a nuisance to everyone else, and her presence too. Her mother was tired, heavy in personality, while her brother was secretive in a casual manner. What a strange family; was it only Mew that was normal among them? She waited for the rosea to reply, and although she did not show it, she feared her wrath. She did not fear punishment; Mew could take anything, even demotion and violence. What she feared was another broken relation within her pack. She'd worked so hard to try to fix the old ones, and now... She didn't want to get on the wrong foot with her leader. The thought made her tail want to crawl up and hug her stomach.

Wait, Cer did not know? Now it was Mew's turn to be surprised, and her eyes widened when she heard the words. So, no one in the pack had been bothered to tell her? Mew wondered whether there was a reason why Iskata had not warned the pack leader instead of Mew; when the female had visited her she assumed she was the last one in the pack to know. Or perhaps her aunt had not meant to approach any of them, but had felt responsibility to do so after all because of the family bond. That would explain why she had not spoken to Cer. Frankly Mew had no idea why she had done what she did, but she was glad, despite how similar to a verbal fight the conversation had been. Iskata had also spoken to Haku, but obviously Haku himself had not told their leader about this. Now she also doubted whether Slay or Hanna knew. If Colibri had known, she would surely have told Cer. So it seemed, it was only Haku and herself in the pack that knew the truth. Truly it was only Haku that knew the full truth, but Mew did not wish to know. One thing was killing prey for eating, but killing for the sake of killing, and killing - even if they were coyotes - innocents as well... It was pictures Mew could do well to live without. Now, however, there was a war, and she was certain similar pictures would dance across her iris. She did not think of it as two sides of the same thing, though. Defending oneself in a war cannot be compared to attacking and killing an unsuspecting innocent - coyote or not.

Mew hesitated. Ears flickered this way and that as she thought of how to put it. What had happened was wrong, but it was also her brother. She could not decide whether she should tell it and definitely place the full blame on him, or give him the benefit of the doubt by speaking differently. When she finally spoke, her voice was hushed, but she kept her eye contact with her rosea. Iskata approached me and told me what had happened. She is a friend with Asphyxia, the coyote-bitch who took my children. Haku has killed one grown and one child coyote in our pack's name; he marked the scene with Dahlia flowers. The incident in Flander's Field was a reaction to that. Again her tail wanted to hug her stomach, although this time her feelings were mixed. There was some shame, shame because she had not told Cer before, shame because it was her own brother, her blood that had done this. Perhaps that, too, contributed to her mother leaving. Perhaps she was too ashamed to face her pack, after what her own child had done. And again there was some fear, although by Cer's own words she did not think she would react against the Mai. Still, she could not quench it.

Cer voiced questions Mew had thought herself. Why them? Haku had enlightened her, and she supported the cause, just not the way it was done. The coyotes tainted their lands, but the child could - should - have been spared. Also, Mew didn't believe in harming the ones who hadn't harmed oneself, when talking of revenge. Why let one's problems regarding certain members of a pack punish other members who didn't know anything about the conflict? Haku did get to Asphyxia. I spoke to him, the killing of the other two had nothing to do with me, or so he claims. He says he means to free us of the terror that Inferni brings to our lives. And in one way I agree; they do threaten us. His methods are questionable, though. She paused, remembering the conversation with Iskata. Mew knew very well she had a bunch of opinions regarding coyotes that others felt disgusted by, and she had no intentions of revealing the true weight of them to her leader. But nonetheless, she spoke mild versions of said opinions, meaning to show that even though she felt that he had done wrong, she still supported her brother. She looked to the ground, and then up again, as if she was thinking. In reality her mind was blank, though. She didn't know what Cer really thought of this, but her voice changed, so it had clearly affected her in some way. Regardless of who started it, and for what reason, we are still in this mess... An extra set of jaws won't hurt, and with my mother gone... Silence once again crept in after her words, but this time it fit better; as if for a pause to think.

Her ears threatened to flatten as her rosea asked of Asphyxia's health. Who cared? The bitch deserved it, and more. Half of Mew's reason to exist lately was pure lust for revenge, and she would never stop hating the coyote who had brought such a pain to her life. Still, she forced to maintain her calmness, although her eyes might have revealed - for a split second - the rage that had burst forward within her. She was with her rosea, now, and she would restrain it. She was not a lunatic, and she was not unreliable, as so many claimed her brother was. She had everything under control, but she didn't understand why the leader was interested in the wellbeing of someone who had hurt a member of her pack so badly. Mew smirked as she answered; she couldn't stop herself. It was the tiniest of smirks, but the fire remained in her eyes. She was delighted at her brother's action in regards of the female, but that didn't mean she was safe from Mew's teeth. Well, physically at least. So many victims of rape that Mew had met and spoken to claimed they were dead inside. Some had managed, eventually, to put it behind them, but many had died by their own force. She forced the smirk off her face, and quenched the fire within her. Revenge would come, and the war was an excellent opportunity.

The smirk was hidden within her now, with thoughts of revenge, but the feeling soon gave way to worry - again. Again Haku was mentioned. Again he was supposedly unreliable. When so many personalities were worried or scared of what he might do, there had to be some truth in it. Mew didn't believe in conspiracy, not on this scale. Luckily for Cer she had already spoken of that with him as well. But how to explain it to her leader? She had made him promise, and she would like to believe that his word to her was something he intended to keep. That he cared for her, but people seemed to have such different opinions of who he was... Perhaps it was all an act, perhaps that was why he sometimes was so hard to communicate with? Perhaps he couldn't be trusted at all, and his word to her meant nothing to him. That was a possibility, but Mew didn't believe in it. That, however, didn't mean that her rosea wouldn't believe in it. She spoke, voice still controlled, calm, and friendly. She needed to make Cer understand that her brother could be trusted, after she had jepordized their relationship. If not, she might have lost her good communication with her baby brother for nothing. They had never quarreled much, Haku and her, and now that she had finally managed to speak truly with her mother, she didn't wish to lose him. She had mentally found her mother, yet she left her in the flesh, and now Haku joined them physically but perhaps he was lost to her mentally. This was why she needed to make Cer understand. To make up for her untrust. I spoke with him. He gave me his word that he would not harm anyone in our pack. The leader's reaction could be anything, and Mew expected disbelief.