The fight between Akemi and Valentine really had him on edge. What the man thought of his mother... He’d grit his teeth. No doubt he looked down upon her. Sure it was just speculation... But Einarr didn’t like the thought. So, needing some time to cool his head, he had left Imperium for a while.
His paws hit the snow hard, his breathing coming fast. Einarr was angry, and he definitely needed some sort of distraction. His mother had been hurt. Hurt by a man he had respected. He didn’t like that. No. He didn’t like that at all.
Einarr would press on, not caring where he was going, what he was doing, who he came across... Nothing mattered. Hell, he was half tempted to waltz over to Sonticus and spend some time with his mother and... Step father. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about Ravine, but he made his mother happy and that was good enough for the tan male.