Resting Point

The female was gaining strength, and so was her new son. Clay had even found a relative of his and he was helping escort her home… Kait didn’t mind, though the girl’s flicker of emotions from depressed to sudden outbursts of anger had… concerned her. They reminded Kait of her own issues… issues she’d been hiding well from Clay and Baldwin so far… but she knew it was only a matter of time before one of her alters surfaced again. Right now it was just Mad and Proxy… but who knew how bad things could get? How bad her mind might end up falling into darkness? It scared her… and looking at Tempest… she worried for the other girl as well.

If anything Tempest had been bonding a little with Baldwin. The two both had tempers.. And liked to rough house. Despite being smaller Baldy was decent at holding his own, much to Kait’s relief. The femme rose as she heard movement outside the den, assuming it was Clay, and glanced towards the sleeping youths before slipping out of the den into the cool autumn air. “C-clay?” Kait asked softly, her green eyes falling upon him as turned her head to the side. He was there of course, and the femme visible relaxed. Ever since he’d come into the picture she’d felt safer… but there were still things bothering her… demons she didn’t want to yet face.

“If you’re going to hunt…” The small femme began. “Do you want me to come with you this time? Four mouths to feed is a bit much for one wolf after all.” She offered a small smile, though truthfully the femme just wanted some time away from her adoptive son and the other youngster to think… and if she could be useful, even somewhat, in a hunt than that was a plus, right?