now you're falling away

She saw the curl of distate to his lip and her curiosity again was piqued. What had happened to turn his loyalties so? Last they spoke he had made it clear his heart lay here and nothing she said could sway him. Now the very scent of his former 'pack' brought, seemingly, as much scorn to him as it did to herself. Only this time she was the one to wear it.

"The boy is no king, even by their standards." She clearly set the definition, putting him in her own group and the rest outsiders. For this was her view of the way of things. "And your so-called queen seems to have no intentions to reclaim her throne."

She wished greatly to request again, at that moment, that they return home. There was nothing for her here, and for him neither anymore it seemed. But she knew that to travel now, alone, would be a risky move. The hot-headed side of her warred with the warrior, but the warrior won. To keep her charge safe, she needed to wait for a more opportune time, be that the changing season or the arrival of her fellow guards. Two wolves, alone, on such a long journey would face hardships that were unnecessary gambles right now.

Besides, as she studied him, she could tell that he was not ready to leave yet. And again she knew her words would only earn his ire. Instead she needed to regain his trust. "What do you intend to do?"