Eye of the Storm

Anyone could see that something was right, and she realized instantly that he wasn't allowed in the territory, he didn't look like a man of reason who had carefully asked permission, he looked like a man man led her by instinct alone. She chewed her lip, her worry intensifying as she worried about what had driven him to come her like this, what had happened, and how Bass would react now that he was home. Through any thought of getting into trouble fled when the broken sob left him. Oh god, Arcus, what had happened? Her thoughts begged an answer, but her trembling lip couldn't seem to form the questions.

When he pulled her closer she didn't protest, instead she snuggled into his coat, digging herself deeper and sighing into his fur. “You don't have to if you don't wanna. We can run away together.. if you wanted” she asked, her voice trailing off as she thought of her family and her pack, she adored them no end and wondered if it would hurt to leave them. “Or you could stay here. I could show you all the good places to go and tell stories and where we can watch storms?” she asked softly, knowing she would do anything to help her stormy friend

"Burn Baby Burn"