YOU SHALL DRIP RUBIES {[COVARI]}

He had not been to a pack meeting since he was a part of Amenti under Syrinx... it was all a bit surreal. Yet he was here for a single reason - Sibelle, the woman who had invited him to stay here. His eyes would search for her as he silently stepped through the crowd - but when his gaze finally seeked her out, she was ready to fight. Brows would furrow as he seeked out her opponent, his own hackles bristling slightly - if she were to fight he would do so beside her. Yet in the end, she would leave - and Aeron would step toward her, prepared to follow. There were others that did the same though, a golden woman and a man bearing a cross - and so he would wait a moment, hesitant, staring in the direction she had fled.


He would not stay for the meeting, something that he may be punished for later, but he would take it if need be. Slowly the brute would follow in the russet woman's direction, ignoring what he had heard from the encounter. It mattered not what Sibelle did in the time that he was not here, what mattered to him was that she had been hurt. Hurt by the cross bearing male, and he did not sit well with Aeron at all. He was a fool, to choose someone over the green eyed female - a similar mistake to the one Aeron had made, but entirely different because Sibelle seemed to have given herself to him... and he turned her away. Jealousy mingled with resentment - not toward her, but him. But he would bury it all within himself as he set off to find Sibelle.