The Troubled Air That Rages [VOLCANO]

the mutt bit back a sharp retort, seeing some inkling of exhaustion at his presence. he had darted headfirst into danger just to help but if these stuck-up assholes didn't want him around... why should he bother to even help them escape? his own skin was on the line. he didn't owe Olympia anything anymore. he felt at least the healer would be happy to see Thaddeus trying to assist the pack that had helped him. but before he could explain himself or try to calm his already shaking body, the Olympian wolf was off.

Pegasus was calling to the pack, so that was obviously more important. Thad stood there, watching the other rush off before twisting his body away from Chrysanthos. from Olympia. the pure-blood had unknowingly severed their tie, and the mutt felt it best to nip that quick rather than be disappointed any longer. he'd rather not become frustrated with the brush-off but knew that he would stew about it for days. maybe even weeks. his fur bristled and he turned, leaving for the nearest exit. /EXIT THREAD