The black wolf departed and Indru gave him a nod, a quick dip of his nose and then his attention was off Weldering even as he muttered bye. Thanks again. A sharp sigh exhaled from him, expressing his anger and annoyance at Borlla or in a puff of air. She had remained silent this time — most certainly a first — and he began to wonder if his harsher than normal lesson had begun to sink in and, gasp, take impact. His youngest sister seemed distracted by her own thoughts and Indru wondered if she even noticed Weldering's departure but he was pleased that she was thinking for once instead of brushing everything aside.

Indru's looming optimism was soon shattered when he saw her huff and stomp away from him, her posture practically screaming indignation at the telling off she received for apparently acting angelic. With a low growl Indru prowled after her, herding her towards the pack dens (again something becoming somewhat a habit with Borlla), and catching up to her without effort. Your not too old for me to pick you up by the scruff you know. Indru threatened, using his best Ruiko voice to show his displeasure at the pup's unacceptable behaviour. Using a (in his eyes) more dignified prowl Indru stalked past Borlla, snorting angrily and giving her a look that dared to her stray from the path he now made through the Grove back home.