Bearclaw Valley One year later...

"Uh yeah, thanks," Icarus murmured softly, before meeting her eyes. "I don't want to compromise the safety of your pack," he began, "so I think I'll just wander for a bit, see who I meet. Maybe, by then, I'll know what I want to do." Something about his tone said that his decision was final. He wasn't going to change his mind, probably because he sincerely thought that was he was going to do was the only right thing to do for someone in his current predicament. Icarus didn't want to ruin his life, or anybody's anymore.

"Ah, don't worry about it. You haven't," he reassured her calmly, with a gentle smile.