Her hesitation didn’t go unnoticed, and he found himself surprised. She had fallen into the Hallows, somewhat outside of her own volition. Now that she was on her paws, searching for information and learning a little about what she had lost, was she going to make a different decision on where she wanted to be? He hadn’t expected it. Not did he expect the stab in his chest at the thought. He hadn’t considered the possibility that she would not be around in the Hallows.
“I understand, I can respect that. If you ever need anything, a hunting partner or someone to talk to. You know you can call on me any time?” He asked her softly. The pack came first, always. But that didn’t mean he didn’t have time for his friends.
“I’ll do that” He agreed warmly, amused at her excitement over the pups. But understanding, too. They were wonderful things. So innocent, where everything they saw was for the first time. Having pups around reminded you to see the wonders around you.
Oh yes… his patrol. He blinked, realising that running into Anthea had completely jostled him from his plans and patrols. Not that he minded, but he couldn’t leave an unexpected gap in the patrols. “I’ll be there, you can count on it” He promised. The moment he was finished his pack responsibilities for the day, he would head to the falls and figure out where she was waiting for him. “It’s… good to see you Anthea, really good” He said, offering her a shy sort of smile on his own, before tipping his head at her. “I’ll see you at the falls” He promised her