It was only in question because of the way the raven thought. It was natural to want to bring a mate back to the nest. He knew it was also natural for mated ravens to split off with their own territory to defend but in that Rook didn't actually want to leave his flock.
Rook's face went completely grumpy as his shoulders slumped. Mab was right and it was starting to look more and more like what he wanted was an impossibility. He couldn't risk his family and it was beginning to look like any needs and wants of his instincts would have to be given up in order to do that. He couldn't have both. Even if it wasn't Ash, any mate he found wouldn't be able to join them. "You're right. Of course, you're right."