Did Kerberos know how grateful he was? Maybe, he did. Maybe, he didn't. Well, he would make sure the Rigel knew without a doubt how much he was. What it meant that he was still here through all of this, and trying to do the best he knew how.
Maybe, that was why staying grounded was suddenly easier than he had anticipated. Especially, with his pups. Though it may seem like it was the smallest of things: them giving him a look, speaking, and plopping themselves in his reach. He didn't have to place a smile on his face. No. One rested steady on his lips even if it wasn't anything grand. He may not be the one in the habit of looking for the sunshine. But, he would hold onto what he saw.
After assured his children were listening, or trying to his fiery eye settled on Kerberos. He didn't seem comfortable in the position that had been forced upon upon him. The Tainn may wish things were different, but a lot of good that did. He gave a simple nod, hoping to encourage him. Happy to see Maera and Lacy had arrived in time.
The mention of a hunt was not a surprise, it was a tradition to any pack. Eagerly he sought the faces of the youngest. They seemed to perk up, and he tried not to be overwhelmed with how on earth they would actually make it happen. They would probably have a lot of starts. Maybe, that small herd of deer would be a good opportunity for them to try, and begin to figure how it all worked. They'd all have to learn to be still, and quiet.
The lightness of the atmosphere was stomped out along with the air in his chest, and the Tainn no longer wore a smile. "I'm happy with the Wildwood but I'm not opposed to...change..if it's wanted." He hadn't been ready for that. Hell had he ever been ready for anything? They weren't thriving, they were just getting by. Kerberos may only be speaking of change, but it was clear he thought it could be necessary, and Maera mirrored it.
If there was one thing he could do it was keep his composure. Triell turned to Trey, because he didn't want to go against her. He'd already screwed up in that department. With a lot of thoughtfulness she said her piece. If they left here she wanted to return to the Bend. Which was logical. But, there was a lot she didn't say. What leaving would mean. Damn, he wanted to chase away their fears and anxieties. To sooth each and everyone of them they wouldn't have to.But, he didn't know that. No one did. What was he to say?
"No one said we are going any where. I know there are so many reasons we wouldn't want to." He had to swallow against the hard grip in his throat. His eyes briefly flicking to Kerb and Maera, for this was meant for them to. But, it was the younger ones his attention swiftly rested. Begging them to listen, to try to understand.
"Right now we can take care of each other. We have shelter, and we can find good things to eat. But, have you noticed the trees shedding their leaves and going to sleep? How good the sunshine feels instead of burning your coat? How when the wind blows it has a sharper bite?" His dark brows settled into a furrow over his bright eyes, another silent plea.
"Winter is coming, and it makes this whole world harder for us kids. Food can become scarce, and those stomachs growl much louder. Kerb,Maera, and I...we want to do whatever it takes to keep you fed. Keep you safe even if that means we might have to leave the Draw for a time." He could not see any more perish. He would do whatever it took to prevent that. It was with a half smile, he gently nosed at each one of his children."We will not be going any where now. But, we need to be ready if that is what needs to be done so we can stay together."