Drowning in a Pool of Regret

He had tracked her since she had left Tortuga, nose to the ground and drifting silently a half a day behind the female he had not seen since giving her herbs and briefly as always at the pack meeting. She had waited too long since the conception of her new children to have the herbs he had given her work in the way she might have wanted. Now they would only harm both her and her baby. He had forgotten to tell her that, to caution her that there was only a short time in which she could use them. So he had followed, though the nearer they got to the ocean the more worried he got and the more he picked up the pace, unknowingly closing the distance between them faster then he had intended. It had been almost 5 days since she had left and she had slowed considerably and to his knowledge had never once stopped walking to hunt, drink or sleep. He had stopped for all, hence the distance between them but his concern drove him on.

He saw her as she dropped, heart seeming to still in his chest even as large paws carried him on. She should mean nothing to him, his children were his life because of the blood tie but she had nothing to tie her to him. Yet he broke into a lope, head lowered and focused solely on her. had she taken the herbs? Was this was happened when you took them too far along in the pregnancy? He had never had anything like this happen before, never cared enough about someone who needed him so. He loved his sister but she... She got him to do things for her but he was a pawn and he knew it, nothing more then a piece for her to move around. Secret needed him right now and he almost crumpled under the weight of sheer helplessness. What could he even do? There was no fresh water sources nearby and he could hunt or get some fish maybe but would it be soon enough for her?

A voice called for the woman as he approached and brakes were slammed on. Kaios... Kylar had only met him in passing at pack meetings and heard of him but it was unmistakable. Lips would curl back and the male began moving again, this time hackles were held high, adding even more to his massive size. Kaios was no small male but Kylar would castrate him if he even touched her. He moved slowly, much like a hunter stalking it's prey, sharp green eyes on the black male. "I suggest you either leave now or I will fight you for the right to castrate you" the younger male spoke, voice a low rumble. It was maybe the first time his voice had ever held any emotion, and it dripped with malice. He had Newt now, a new pack and a new home. He would have nothing to do with Secret or the pups she may or may not have chosen to have. Kylar placed himself firmly at her side, facing Kaios with head low and stance balanced. Ears were tucked firmly against his skull, eyes narrowed and tail tucked.

Speech!

ooc:dunno if it will lead to a fight but this here for just in case
Rounds: 0/0

Attacks: None

Defenses: Hackles raised to make himself look bigger, head low to protect his neck, stance balanced and weight centered. Ears tucked and tail tucked to give less to grab onto and eyes narrowed to protect them.

Injuries: None