A little too late

His ears perked at her voice, a low rumble of a growl passing his lips. That male had been here. Had found Storm. HE could of killed her or hurt her for crying out loud and she acted as if it was nothing. His eyes narrowed as he took in the blurs of her form. There was another here, and it was part of the blur that was Storm before him. He was on edge already with the knowledge that she had not called him as soon as the prick had shown his face near her. Did she think she could fight him off any better than she had last time? HE had already made children once what was stopping him from doing so again? Nothing, but Chinook maade a mental note to track down the bastard and see to it he could no longer call himself a man or die trying. He had had the audacity to hurt his best friend, and then return to find her again? The man had some nerve or was a blatant idiot.

"Why didn't you call for me? He could of hurt you again, or worse tried to kill you. And whats stopping him from using your scent now to track down your daughters? Who knows what's truly in the bastards head?" there was true worry in his voice. Tempest and corentine was it were likely to be tracked down and the man might even try to take them to some forsaken land. To try to sully the image of their mother they did have. He'd already proven a murderer and rapist why not a kidnapper too? Chinnok wasn't willing to put anything past him.