The whole thing was rather hush hush, with the Pack only being told the bare minimum of what they had to know. Justicars from Walled came to the weyr, they had evidence that Isolde was guilty of some crime, and after a hearing with the weyr's leaders she was taken back to Walled with the Justicars. Darrow was a singer, not part of the Legion, and he knew little of the intricacies of the laws of Atricis, but he'd been in agreement with Shyran that perhaps there was something the rest of the pack could do to help Isolde. Shyran and Pacaran were diplomats within the pack, they would be more help than he would be, but of course he was going to come along to back up her idea.
Any chance you think this will work, Argow? Darrow asked his black as they neared Shyran's cabin. Regardless, there is no harm in trying to help our fellow pack mate. The worse thing would be Micah tells us no. I cannot imagine what I would do if that happened to you. I do believe they would have to fight me first before I let them take you away. The black said with conviction. Darrow felt so loved that his black would try to defend him like that. I love you, Argow, but I'd prefer you to not get on the bad side of any law. He said as he reached over and rubbed Argow's neck.
Then they were at Shyran's. Darrow knocked on her door and then patiently waited.