Of course Warja was no baby, she was probably more daring that he was at times. Kismet had simply never thought to ask her to leave her family. Unlike his own it seemed she had always been with hers, they'd travelled from Valhalla together, stayed together as rogues and then joined another pack together. His meanwhile had spent most of his life scattered and even now it wasn't just his fault that they weren't together. As far as he knew it was the Adravendi family that had done something wrong, maybe they were supposed to all stay together, Kimset simply knew he couldn't. With a part of him longing to be with his own family, he certainly didn't want to tear Warja from hers, he'd made the choice he didn't need to force her to do the same.
Azalea wasn't calming, and whilst Kismet typically had a better hold of his temper, he could feel his own rising slightly, certainly not to the levels of his mother but no longer was this the happy reunion that he had previously hoped for. "Because they are in Covari." He hadn't planned on revealing the news and certainly not like that either. "I'm a rogue, it's certainly far easier for me to travel to and from packs."
"None of them are like that red bitch though. I don't know why they're there but I'm sure they didn't realise what she was like." He certainly felt he ought to explain that fact now, his mother hadn't been amused when she'd assumed he was off gallivanting with a girl from Glaciem, Covari could surely only get a bad reaction as well. "I'm not joining them there before you bother asking, but I'm still not joining Tortuga either." He still couldn't get his head around his family being in an Armada ruled pack, he wished they'd leave though right now his longings were in that Warja and her family would leave Covari, only problem was he certainly couldn't ask her to do so.
At Azalea's comment that she followed him however he was hardly certain that was a good idea. Still though why she was so intent on meeting the girl he couldn't understand, he certainly hadn't met all of her friends and though these days he didn't really have many of his own Azalea wasn't asking to meet any others. Still the oblivious boy wouldn't see what his mother could, even after her earlier teasing. He wouldn't reply but the somewhat sour expression on his face certainly told that he would rather things were not done that way.
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