Amelia's POV
I had watched my father closely since the lack of muster, he had been quite agitated and irritable as we made our way back to our territory, his open confrontation of Amanda Nash calling into question the candidacy of her son for their circle of authority was quiet concerning for me as it had been of most occurrences most unwarranted, I thought father to be an ambitious personality but I didn't think he would go as far as customising a wolf who had just lost her mate and was in a period of mourning, it didn't seem like the right thing to do and listening to him try to justify it as we spent time at the muster soured my mood.
The meeting had finally ended and he had grudgingly given in to the majority consensus of the muster, however, I was well aware that bad blood had been
