Don't say you love me then turn around and drop me

Bellamy waited, paused, body tense and ready for a confrontation she was sure to come. Her tail was arched over her back, ears flicked back as she watched. She could make him out among the trees… pale coat with darker unders. For a moment she prepared for conflict, heart pounding in her chest and lips peeling back in a warning snarl. She expected him to charge her -- try and assert dominance.

But… he was… Walking away?

Woah woah woah what the fuck? Bellamy snorted with confusion and drew her head back as if someone had booped her nose. What in the name of Nox was this man doing? It was… bizarre.

You didn't just look at someone and walk off. There was always more to it.

Always.

A frustrated huff left the female as curiosity stole over mixed with a lesser form of her angst. She started after him, her heated words coming off hard but revealing her confusion as well.

"What the fuck? Where are you going?" They weren't necessarily hostile yet… and signs of being ready to fight had left her body language. He was being weird…

...and Bellamy wanted to know why.