The more she mulled over her thoughts, the more enraged the situation made her. There was no way of knowing what kind of damage, if any, had been done inside, to her pups, to Lachesis’s pups. She caught that name: Mittani. They knew exactly who it was. She definitely appeared agitated, as she felt she should and deserved to be. She found an essence of solidarity with the female across the border from her, insisting she herself would never condone such actions, and then Wraith put it perfectly. Mutt. If she’d been in a different time, before the things she’d seen, she might have demanded his head on a platter for such a transaction… but blood was one thing she couldn’t stand to see split. Their word would have to do.
Craw and Morganna’s disappearance, in Lilya’s mind, was one of trying to hide their crimes. Why else flee an empire they had built for themselves? It did not sit well with her, and she felt she could no longer trust them… there was still hope for Piety and Wraith, however. She stood in silence beside Lachesis, letting him speak for both of them because she was not in the right mindset to think before she spoke, and not thinking in a case like this was how war started. "This wasn't jus' n'attack on the River, but n'attack on our children." She just hoped they would take this matter seriously once the two River wolves left, because it certainly felt personal to her.