Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

Alright so he didn’t want to force Iolaire to do anything, but she shouldn’t have been walking the rest of the way back and deep down she knew it. Roan tried not to look at her, but he could feel her jade gold eyes boring holes into the side of him as Sirius came forth. He shouldn’t have looked at her again before seeking out the Warlord’s gaze. ”Warlord.” He greeted, his voice hushed. ”I have concern for my caretaker.” His words were serious despite Io’s harsh gaze.

Roan grit his teeth, telling on her was hard as trying to convince her himself. He took in a deep breath, ”She pushes herself too hard. I don’t know if you’ve noticed that of your sister.” Roan tried to lighten what he was doing and his emerald gaze dashed to the dainty she wolf, she looked more prickly than he last remembered. ”Io, I’m sorry.” He muttered. ”Her paw…” Roan tailed off then, looking back to the she wolf he couldn’t help but feel like he’d just betrayed. Still, there was a force within him that couldn’t see her in pain. She covered everything so well, if she was showing any kind of limp she was hurting.