The silver woman had been blessedly distracted as of late. It had given him a chance to try and track down the ebony woman. She had left him feeling more alive than he had in a long time, and now she was simply gone. Anger and need mingled together inside him when he thought on her and he both wanted to find her to ease his worried and to punish her for leading him along and then abandoning him.
Still there had been no trace of her and it made the boy angry, he had taken to stomping through the pack lands, a sour expression upon his face. One such bout of pouting brought him before his alpha’s new den, her scent, heavy with the smells of pregnancy should have been his first clue. Still he was too wrapped up in his anger to think clearly.
"Speech"
Please note: Novocaine is missing his right eye entirely, an empty socket is all that remains in its stead. Not all of his tables reflect that as of yet!