Loyalty burns both ways

The uncertainty in her hurt him. He had broken the progress he had made with her over the days he had spent in the Hallows. He has shown her he could be just as erratic and dangerous as Resin had become. Oh, what two pees in a pod he and Resin where. Perhaps he should join her in the dungeon. Lock himself in the same cell. Perhaps they would lose their sanity together, kill eachother, and rid everyone of the problem they created. Two killers, destined to die together.

He stepped closer together and placed a paw gently over the rubbed skin. The mark created by dragging the bones of his wife and child home. He touched it for a time, and then slammed his paw down on the earth beside her "The hell with you Tamsyn! Treating your body like it's disposable. You should have stopped, you should have dropped the-the-the load." He stumbled, finding the word 'bodies' suddenly out of his reach. He trembled once, slowly. With anger instead of sorrow this time. "I would have rather you left me there then do this to yourself. Couldn't you see I wasn't in my right mind? I couldn't... I couldn't protect you from myself. Dammit Tamsyn, you ran from Resin when she tried to hurt you. Why didn't you run from me." He shifted from anger to sorrow, and back again, digging his claws in the dirt and breathing heavily as he stared her down.