Breaking Down

Ren's paws pounded the earth as he hared after Kaitlyn and Zephyra, his nose close to the ground as he tracked their scent. Fuck it, if the other wolves came after him, so be it. They could deal, and he was pretty certain he'd be faster, at least sprinting as he was. It didn't take long for them to come into sight; Kaitlyn's small head was buried in Zephyra's fur, and Zephyra was comforting her. He skidded to a stop several feet away, eyeing both of them, and basically... well, despite his insistance on chasing after them, he wasn't entire certain he'd be welcome. His mind was telling him that was dumb; Zephyra had no part in Rivaxorus' decision, and Katlyn either, but it still lingered, and so he lingered several feet away, uncertainly. He had not spoken to either of them since his appearance in Myriad, and he really wasn't sure what to say now.

"Speech" "You"