I've got your six, but who has mine?

He had given her time, waited until after haydee had left to find his boys. But he would have to face Bellamy sooner rather than later. Even if guilt ate at him. Even if his gut churned with the fear that he had done wrong.

His ears pressed back as he moved into the heart of the den area. He'd been out hunting and patrolling all morning, doing as Haydee had asked. Lucette likely wasn't happy he wasn't coming straight home to allow her to check him again. Not that he had been hurt too much in the raid. He tepped into the area, his eyes scanning the now empty chicken coop. A sigh passed his lips before he moved past and toward Bell's den. He stopped in the doorway and sat leaning against the doorframe of it. "Bellamy.... feeling better now?" there was a casual note to it but her answer would determine how sane she was right now.

"Speech!"