When She Loved Me

Rhyme couldn't escape his father's gaze, and though he too sought revenge he was not so eager to return. Rhyme had years to come to terms with his capture, Valentine had only known for a few moments. He took the verbal beating like a champ though, having endured much worse from much worse wolves. He was amazed at his father's passion and energy for one who had reached his advanced years. Rhyme had no doubt that his father meant every word he said, surely there were still allows lingering at every corner. He began to believe they might procure said army with less trouble than he might have thought. At least he had convinced the enraged former King to not go on his own. He also knew he would not be able to keep the information he sought to himself for very long. 

Valentine became just as concerned for Rhythm as Rhyme was, and was soon at her side. His words subdued slightly as he comforted her. He had a kill near by, and Rhyme nodded, gone before he'd finished to fetch the sustenance his mother needed. "I'll be right back." he leapt away, amazed that his paws still knew they way all these years later.