Return

Fenix knew sooner or later the pack was going to speak with them. Though he was a bit surprised at the sight of her. Haydee had grown a lot and evident enough she was injured and he hadn’t been here for it. It was hard not to blame himself. Not a matter of whether he could be here or not with a right to relax and recover. She was gentle with him though, no where the hell had you been. Looking back at his leaves he hummed trying to decide how to answer the question truthfully. "Why are all the most important wolves in the world worried about me rather than themselves?" he questioned tilting his head to one side. Best not tell Haydee about her mother rejecting him after a confession. "In truth I’ve been doing terrible, but… it’s better now that I’m here." he took a deep breath giving off a sigh.

"Might take me a season to fully recover, but your mother always knows how to pull me in the right direction." he chuckled. "Well you look like you’ve had a time yourself. What’s happened recently?" he tried to steel himself for news. News of war or anything else. His head immediately going to the worse cases. Fenix tried to keep himself calm but he was so damn nervous his heart was pounding.