{ I'M SORRY I RAN AWAY }

He felt lost, scattered. He felt like he was walking through a world of fog, everything felt heavy and disconnected all at the same time. He tried to sleep as much as possible, tried to keep himself sedated so he couldn't cause problems but that wasn't doing him any good. Today he felt more tired then usual but when the howl woke him he would lift his head slowly and blink blearily. Wordlessly he would unfold himself from his children, nudging at them and growling softly to wake them before standing and slipping from the massive den they all shared. He didn't really wait for the children, no harm would come to them in pack lands… He couldn't let this howl go unnoticed though. He would trudge across the plains slow enough that the children could keep up if they liked but he wouldn't pay them much mind as he moved with single minded direction. Cat was already there when he arrived, hissing accusations and questions at her but Kylar payed his wife no mind for the first time in his life. Hooded gaze was fixated on the white bitch, the woman who had started as a slave, gained her freedom to be a pack member then disappeared. He barely noticed the marring on her face, eyes fixated on her own purple orbs as he staggered towards her. He would look to press his chest into her own, moving so her head would drape over his shoulder and his head would drape over hers. One might think it was an embrace except then jaws would part and slip over her spine half way down her back. She had to die. She deserved to die. She had betrayed them all. One paw slid to the side before he would use his body weight to fling the tiny woman to the side. A resounding crack would reverberate through him all the way through his teeth as he felt her spine yield to his force. There would be no running now. Acidic gaze would slowly slip towards his wife as he stood over her and for the first time in months a smile would begin to slip over his lips.