A little unruly

When Zuriel appeared, without anyone in her company, he had to say he was a little surprised. It was a bit unlike what had happened last time when Zell and the rest answered the call, he'd had to elude them and make his way out of the pack lands. This time, it was just Zuriel and that almost made Elias rather concerned for her safety. Why was she answering alone? He had been ready to face the pack this time, ready to face their questions and demands. His red gaze shifted from her to their son for a moment, watching him as Kane would attempt to keep himself collected.

He watched their interaction, and something inside of him felt hollow. They embraced each other with love and affection, and it made him.. think. In another life, perhaps he could have had a family, too. In another life, perhaps Kane could have been met with such affection toward him. He was not jealous, per say, but rather feeling that familiar feeling of immense guilt that often came when he was around these bastard children of his.

He looked to Zuriel when she questioned him, a single ear flicking though his face remained otherwise neutral as he thought. Kane answered before he could, and he was almost mad at him for covering up what he had done. Almost, but not quite. His eyes lingered on Kane's single eye when he looked back to him, his thought process dancing around with so many questions as to why his son would cover for him like that. Too bad Kane was horrible at lying, and Zuriel probably saw through it all.

As she inspected him, she would notice the bite wounds on his left forelimb around the ankle. Elias treated them like they were not severe, but they were quite obviously festering and most likely burning from pain due to the infection and lack of proper rest so they could heal. He wasn't thinking about his wound at the moment, but he was sure she was.. and that she could smell the foul scent of it. He finally spoke up, wanting to distract her and come clean before she got carried away with worrying about his wounds. He hoped she'd focus on Kane's first and foremost, he wasn't worried about his own.

"No, it wasn't an accident. We were hunting, yes.. but I didn't exactly tell him where we were going. I wasn't sure how he would react, so I never said anything during our travels. Rightfully so, he tried to run instead of coming back with me.. so I chased him down and unfortunately hurt him in the process. I'm not a healer, but I tried to get us back here as fast as possible. We are both famished, weak, and that wound certainly needs attended to."

His ears folded back slightly, his face lightening up a bit as he lifted his chin and looked over to the blue-eyed woman, trying his best to hide the emotions overwhelmingly swirling in his brain and making his heart race by just the sight of her. He wasn't sure what sort of relationship she wanted him to have with their children, and so far he had said nothing of him being Kane's sire out of respect for her.. but he longed for her company, and it was quite obvious by the way he looked at her. "I am happy they are back home. We should talk. That boy is just as tall as myself and let me take him down with hardly any fight, and I don't know if you've seen him- but he clearly lacks proper training in self defense. He needs to be trained." Elias caught himself. What was he doing? He was just back in contact with Zuriel and he was already barking orders about how Kane needed molding.

He stopped himself, biting his tongue. He couldn't help but feel compelled to speak his mind when he cared like he did. It was a struggle to care, and know that he did not deserve to care at all. He tried to quickly change the subject, his voice still holding it's dehydrated hoarseness though it came out much quieter, much less demanding. "If you need, I can go find food for him and I while you see to his wounds. I don't know how well Lirim is doing these days, but seeing you come to me alone has me worried. Are you alright?"