Curtain Call

He was hurt. But not physically. At least not as much as he was hurting emotionally. Although his meeting with Corvus had been some time ago, he still felt the roiling emotions of that day. He had isolated himself from the pack, not daring to tell his uncle or anyone else how he was feeling. Only Corvus knew, but the rejection of that day still burned inside of him. Corvus was in love with someone else...but...Ignis kept in mind that his earthen friend had said that he loved him, too. It was a tough situation, he knew. And he knew they could never truly be together so long as they were both in different worlds. He took a deep breath as he shook the debris from his crimson coat and made his way to the meeting that his uncle was calling for. There was an obvious change in the way his eyes looked now. A little more...unwelcoming. A little more...wild. Did the others notice? He wasn't sure. His companions had definitely noticed the change in him after that meeting...but they didn't know what to do about it. Ig walked towards the gathered wolves, noting several still yet to arrive. He sat towards the back, fur ruffled as he sat unblinking, seemingly staring at his uncle when really, he was lost in his own head. Not quite present as he battled in his mind.