Loyalty burns both ways

He felt wrung out and old. His temper itched at the back of his mind, unsated. He didn't think anything would ever quench that dam now. He would just have to live with the unabating anger. He pushed it aside, and skirted around the freshly turned earth without looking at what had been built there. He turned his eyes away, as through denial could make it any less real.

He reached the den where Tamsyn was being housed. Freshly bandaged, new injuries tended ontop of old. The days had not been kind to Tamsyn. Between Resin and himself, he was surprised his old General had anything left to give. Shame had him lingering by the entrance for longer then usual before he ducked his head into the smaller space, and knocked to announce his presence. He didn't wait for an answer, already pushing his way inside. "Tam?" He said voice rough from previous raging. Her unfailing loyalty after what he had done to her grated at him. It hurt him to look at her, but he forced himself to anyway. He stepped into her personal space and looked over her wounds with a careful eye. Commiting to memory what he had done to a wolf that had always been loyal to him.