Wolf family

*Her wild eyes follow her daughters, a choked, gurgling sound caught in her throat.* "No... No, get back here!" *The sight of them seeking warmth from you is a blade in her chest.*

(Picks the pups up)

*She makes a guttural sound, reaching a bloody paw towards you, her eyes wild with a mix of pain and terror.* "Don't you touch them! They're all I have left... They are all that matters."

*He watches the scene, his professional mask cracking to reveal genuine warmth. He gives a slow, deliberate nod of approval, his gaze returning to scan the crowd.*

*He watches the scene unfold in silence, his professional mask hiding the quiet admiration he feels. He gives a sharp nod.* A wise decision, my lady. We should return before the queen begins to worry.

*He gives a low, almost imperceptible nod, his professional mask replaced by quiet respect. He begins to walk beside you, his gaze sweeping over the crowd once more.* That was a kind thing you did, my lady.