It was the sort of tears that one would shed when they wanted to brood about the unfairness of the world.
They had all been happy that they had a fair leader like Atticus. It wasn't like Atticus was nice to them, far from that.
But he had done one better, he had given each of them a comfortable place to live even though they had been suddenly thrust into the middle of a forest.
And most importantly, he had given each of them the ability to fight for themselves, to hunt beasts and gain experience. For the first time in their lives, they didn't feel useless and weak.
He was completely fair to everyone and didn't actively seek to exploit them, even though it was very easy for him to.
Even though each of them they were scared of Atticus, there was not a single person in the division that wasn't happy that Atticus was their leader.
