Swiftcurrent Creek Dovahkiin.

His muscles relaxed at the nudge from his sister, though his eyes only briefly skimmed her before falling once more in the direction of the den. Having Shadow back wihtin his lands stirred a sick feeling to his gut -- as if somehow the silver male would somehow always get what he wanted, despite the simple fact that he deserved nothing. Donating sperm did not a father make, but it was Paarthurnax's call, and he would respect such a thing -- and after this, the Bypass wolf had best respect the Creek's borders.

He noted Bazi leave -- likely with hesitation, and as she came closer, he could feel his nerves on fire -- fully aware of her in the vicinity. He remained aloof, as if he did not watch her as she closed the distance between them, and was surprised when he felt the familiarity of her touch course through him. Blinking, he tilted his pale chin down as his turquoise eyes swept over her, catching her as she took a dignified step away, as if she too had surprised herself.

Clearing his throat, he leaned back slightly, as if nothing had happened, and instead, trained his eyes forward, counting the minutes down to when he could throw Shadow back out on his ass once more.