Brigit grants the Alpha a nod, giving the man a symbolic gesture of respect for understanding her points.
Turning her head to the newcomer, Brigit listens to his points, but crosses her arms. The distrustful Talon's expression does not change and she appears unswayed.
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The Redeemed shook her head and let out a frustrated chuckle and smirked. He didn't get it. There have always been more of the Anshega and the war with the Forsaken had long been their wayward siblings' focus. Whereas the Urdaga strived to ensure the balance of the Gauntlet remained their priority, the Anshega prioritized things differently. To Brigit, dancing around with hypothetical strategy when the path to war seemed unavoidable was wasteful.
"You suggest we can dissuade them from our ancient conflict? You must assume them to be fools, but I remind you that they have the blood of Father Wolf as much as you do and they are cunning" she says, "They already have evidence that we are not weak. We have turned away one pack already in Glory and dissuaded another from entering our territory."
Leaning against the train car, she'd continue.
"Moreover, they want Sacramento just as much as we do. They won't suffer the presence of heretics, weak or no. To them, we are anathema," Brigit states, "I fail to see how looking like prey will make them less zealous. The best hunters attack the weak first."
Then the Blood Talon's smirk disappeared.
"However, your want to do nothing has a greater risk. The Hisil of Sacramento is wrong, Allen," she says, letting a pause sit for a moment before proceeding, "To look weak we would have to set aside our most sacred duty. The Pure will take notice if we bring the Hisil closer to balance and, if we do nothing, the wounds will continue to seep."
Then a look to Hector.
"We cannot shirk our duty," she says, her words meant for the Alpha, "In balancing our territory, our stories will draw more Urdaga to mend this place. When the Anshega come, they will come with numbers. We should work to ensure we do the same."
If the Clarion Call does nothing to fix the Hisil in the face of adversity, other Urdaga will consider Sacramento a lost cause. The pack would be left to die as the Pure moved in with greater force and Brigit would be damned if she let that happen.
At the mention of Matt, Brigit's gaze returns to the Storm Lord.
"He is a brother, newblood," she says. Matt and Brigit had hunted together and even fought as one. Their were few ways to earn a warrior's trust, but the Giant had been willing to bleed with the pack. Brigit respected that.
Then came Bleeds Well's speech.
"He's right," she says, "In our fight, we have defended our territory, ourselves, and the Herd. Creating an offensive would be dangerous. The risk to our numbers would be great and you cannot guarantee victory. Our task is greater than our conflict with the Pure and I personally would take issue if we put all of our shit on the line for a ruse."
Turning back to Hector, Brigit's face speaks of her interest in the Alpha's thoughts on Allen Brackett.
"I am of a mind with my tribemate, Alpha," she says, affirming her position to be the same as Bleeds Well's, "What say you? Should we take this one next time we hunt?"
To be clear, I am assuming that Brigit's role as the defender in the contest makes her the victor, if this is not the case let me know Kelreth and I will rewrite my post. This was a contested roll, as Allen's efforts of persuasion were not in line with Brigit's own beliefs on the matter, hence the defending roll on my part.