The thought of Stardust "taking him" nearly sent Kirain into a fit. What did she mean by that? Take him, as in fight?!

Darling, I do not advise that. Ever. Lestan is a very capable wolf. That would not end well for anyone.

There was a frantic edge to her tone as she nipped at her friend’s shoulder again. Stardust hesitated at the den’s mouth, turning back toward her. Kirain let out a shaky breath of relief.

I’m sure, darling. Everything is fine. I shouldn’t have teased you like that. I was only trying to stir a little chaos, blame it on being den-bound. I’m so sorry.

Her gray-tipped ears dipped back as she reached for Eilidh, gathering the pup and placing her gently beside her siblings. This could have gone so badly. She knew Stardust would never harm her children, her actions proved she was trustworthy beyond doubt, but if Lestan had been here? Oh, spirits. The thought made her stomach churn. Her best friend and the love of her life, fighting… over a joke.

I’m so sorry, Stardust…

Her voice was softer now, weighted with guilt, as she lowered her head between her paws.