Raela was quick to support him, and Gent once more felt deep appreciation for the woman wash over him. In his mind, they had lead this meeting together seamlessly, signaling a very bright outlook for their future together as leaders. The doubts she had once voiced to him echoed through his mind, and he could help a small smile sneak across his muzzle as he hoped that today might help to erase such insecurity if it still remained inside of her. Yet the expression vanished as Draven's voice suddenly tore through the air. Gent was surprised for multiple reasons that the discussion would elicit such a reaction from the boy, and his pale eyes remained upon him as he spoke. For perhaps the thousandth time, he regretted that Minka had chosen to speak of Tokino at all to the children, so determined to weave the dead man into their lives. He could only imagine how different, how better, things might be if they had not known of him.

His jaws parted to answer the boy, concerned that he would think that they, including his own mother, had simply done nothing in response to such disrespect, wanting to maintain Minka's image a strong leader rather than a woman of inaction, but Calanthe's voice jumped into the air before his, and the king decided to wait out the tide of responses before answering to any of them at all. His gaze jumped between each of them as they voiced their opinions at last, even catching the subtle nod of Cessair's muzzle, and was pleasantly surprised that even Kova agreed with the monarchs on the matter. Relief swept through him, for he head feared he might receive some friction over the matter. That they might continue ahead in solidarity was far better that he could have hoped for, and a subtle sense of pride tickled his chest to know that each of his subordinates was wise enough to face this matter so reasonably.

When the voices died down altogether, Gent's gaze returned to Draven as he at last was able to answer him.

"Your mother wanted to give them a chance to make things right, Draven. They were her friends once, and she thought to receive respect by extending it," he informed him, his voice far gentler than it would have been if an adult had raised such noise against him. With that his pale eyes regarded the rest of the pack, and he addressed them as a whole. "I'm happy that we can be in such agreeance over the matter. I will be moving to end the alliance, then, and offer them neutrality instead. Hopefully, they'll take it, and we can move on from this matter."

He turned his head then to face Kova, speaking so that only he may hear as he promised, "if we can't get any information from them, we'll find it some other way, Kova. We won't just give up on finding who did it."