Danger Zone

The mud covered man turned and started to head back towards the plains, finished with his tour of the flooded lands, when the sound of sucking paws was heard. Slowly he turned his head, golden gaze searching the vegetation for the noise maker. Was someone stuck in the mud after all? He hadn't seen Starling at first, until the sharp sweep of white fur made the form of a wolf apparent. He blinked several times, focusing on the shape until he saw that Starling was trying to slink away from him. Gaze narrowed as he let out a sharp bark, meaning to stop the boy in his tracks. Carefully he picked his way over to his son, a flood of emotions clouding his vision. "Dove diavolo sei stato?" he asked with a growl, coming to tower over the cowering form of the healer. "È sparito dopo l'assedio, ho pensato che ti avevano catturato! Cosa hai pensato di fare?" The Primo was filled with so much emotion then, his limbs shaking as his eyes started to get blurry. Tears gathered in the man's eyes, and he swallowed hard against him, turning his brown marked face away from the boy. "Ho pensato che ho perso ..."

"Speech"
'thoughts'