face the consequences

Rhyme pulled back from their embrace only a fraction of a second after Shaye, she knew him too well. He pushed lightly against her forgiving kiss as she absolved him of guilt. In his opinion she was being too forgiving with him, but maybe that was his wounded side talking. He didn't sit back on his haunches as she did, but remained standing as she steered the conversation in a completely different direction.

His gaze lingered on the horizon as he tried to shift gears. "I had productive talks with Lirim's alpha, Frostbite. He would like to keep friendly terms, and sounded interested in trading teachings." He started, remembering briefly their conversation. "I didn't get anywhere talking to Chaos, and the likelihood of anything positive happening between Abaven and Legion is even less now." The pang of loss bubbled within him again as he mentioned his paternal side of his family. He sighed heavily again.