He didn't like the man that had been so audacious as to enter their pack meeting without so much as a proper greeting. He didn't like the man that had stood so closely to the Sovereign and he didn't like that no one had done anything about it. Rage boiled deep in his chest, and he knew it was best to get away from anyone and everyone he cared about. They wouldn't become casualties in the war of his mind and soul, he wouldn't let them. Carlisle soared high above him, clearly aware of the wolf's proximity to his mental breaking point. The bird was smart enough to stay quiet and out of the way - and though he hated to admit it, Vitus was glad for his company. At least he wasn't alone in his anger.
He reached the point when the land became split by the delta, and with purpose he would take to the water - determined not to stop until he was on the other side. Complete, utter separation from his family was the only way to save them from himself. Water clung to his coat as he exited on the other side, having chosen one of the narrowest channels to cross. We was weighed down and perhaps looking as frazzled as he felt when he noted the figure of someone he recognized but wished he didn't. He lowered himself slowly and deliberately, until he was in a comfortable laying position and hopefully concealed behind the sparse shrubbery that grew around the edges of the delta. Perhaps, for once in his life, luck would be on his side and the man who'd helped to create him wouldn't see his son. Perhaps.
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