shared custody is awkward

With everything that was happening Ronan almost felt like he shouldn't be here, that he very well might have been bringing trouble to Elysium's doorstep. It wasn't as if the infection was personally biting at his ankles, but from what he could tell this pack had hunkered up, doubled up their defences as they ought to. Safety first and all that. He didn't dare intrude and lingered beyond the borderline, but as long as he minded his manners he wouldn't have any problems with the alphress who ruled over these lands, as Avacyn had seemed more reasonable than most.

He exhaled as he saw one of Desponia's roaming new the border, tempting fate. And it was getting dark too, the sun yielded to the night and only a thin slither of its light peaked over the horizon, casting the sky in a violent red. As always.

"What are you doing out here?" He scolded, brows furrowed as he glanced about, closing the distance between them with long strides.