Despite the recent pleas of his alpha, Fang found himself wishing to leave sooner rather than later, having convinced himself the only reason he was still there for now was the difficulty in immediately leaving, courtesy of the wound the Lambda had left him with. He made his way through the spires land towards a familiar water source, a slow running creek that was fed from some source of melting ice higher in the mountain. Of course his slow movement landed him at the creek-bed in the late afternoon, the halfbreed, having taken a drink from the cool stream, lowered himself awkwardly to the damp earth, a loud sigh escaping.

His thought returned to the main instigators of his feelings of discomfort, the small female who had managed to touch his heart in quick order, and disappeared without a word even quicker, the smart-mouthed Lambda that had done the damage to his leg. And of course, the vain alpha that had proved to be more of an irritation in his mixed signals, than any real problem in the half-breeds life. The exasperated sigh that escaped earlier was replaced with an irritated low growl. Any other time he'd have just walked out of the pack-lands and kept himself going, and going. That wasn't even an option at the moment. In a rather resigned moment he dropped himself to his side, simply laying on the ground.

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So entranced in his own self-depreciating thoughts, he was completely unaware of the beta's approach until he spoke. Without lifting his head, his free ear flicked towards the voice. Instantly recognizing the familiar voice, the question would've been enough to make him flinch. He was loathe to spill his woes and problems on others, though carrying himself like a depressed incarnate was bound to raise questions. Thankfully the dark male asked a variety of other questions before he had an answer framed. Bit of a run-in with someone who disagreed with my personality. It wasn't exactly a lie.

He shuffled about managing to lift his front half up, he turned to face the male whilst trying to keep the wounded leg from doing much work. The almost ever-present expression of amusement was gone, left in its wake a mixture of boredom and irritation It's not as bad as it looks, and I haven't really had the chance to get it attended to. He looked over the beta trying to decide whether to answer his first question. This was possibly one of the few he knew that could at the very least empathize with his turmoil. Shaking his head he rolled his shoulders in a shrug. His pride once more stopping him from speaking.

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A single bark of a laugh escaped at his words, quite possibly one of the most truthful statements he'd heard recently. He was a well versed in the fact that his personality grated on others, it just usually didn't end up in blood-shed. Or even hostilities. Pride? The beta was once again accurate, Fang just didn't like being told things he was not only aware of, but trying to ignore.

I Suppose it's only fair, I listened to your bleeding heart story. A huff escaped, as far as he was concerned his feelings were just his own stupidity biting him in the ass, divulging them was not an easy thing to do. A grimace spread over his features before he finally spoke. Red, she's just. Gone. He said it in a rather dismissive fashion, Similar to stating that Ferdie was over there, and Amekaze was up there. He gave another quick glance over the beta before looking away. Feelings, sharing them, this wasn't his thing.

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Yepp, it sure did suck, it sucked more than the brazen male would openly lead on. Though all his recent altercations had been subject to the negative disposition he carried by that fact. He dropped himself back to laying on his side, rubbing his cheek against the damp earth once again when Jace offered to seek her out. Was there any point? She'd left without a word, he expected to be the first to know if she was going anywhere. A small laugh escaped when he replied. Don't worry about it, if she didn't tell me. .. he trailed off.

Of course the fact she was gone was only a part of his annoyance, the rest were summed up in the resulting chaos he caused there-after. No, There's no point trying to look. I'm not planning to stay around long enough for her to come back anyway.he spoke flatly again, not hiding the minor self-delusion that he was the only reason she'd return. It was a strange thing, He told Ferdie that there was every chance he was staying, but here he was telling Jace he intended to leave. It didn't matter to him anyway, had it not been for the encumbering injury to his leg he would have been gone already.

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A genuine laugh of amusement escaped at his rhetoric, it summed up females all too well. Of course the halfbreed had a litany of choice words he could throw in to that mix. Still it was a frustrating predicament to be in. Caught between despair and damnable pride, he was stuck in a circle that involved mostly self-loathing at letting himself get caught up in the situation anyway.

Once again the small male found himself enjoying the praise that was forthcoming, of course had this been any other situation he'd likely have strutted off with an "of course i'm valuable" instead he just inwardly smiled. The fact that it would impact them made leaving more entertaining. That manipulative streak prevailing once again. Without lifting himself he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of his usual playful tone. So i've been told. He let out another slow breath before continuing the playful tones disappearing as quickly as they came. But being an asset at a place that just makes me feel pain? Call me a coward, but I don't think I can stay The words escaped with little control, it being the closest thing the hybrid has said to a meaningful conversation about his current situation.

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The beta's choice of words were spoken in truth, again reminding the hybrid of things he knew but did his best to deny. He contemplated the option of furthering the conversation with Jace, the beta seemed to have an intriguing take on the world but his vanity got the better of him before long.

Shuffling about he managed to lift himself up eventually with no small amount of effort, as little weight put on his injured leg as possible he turned to face the dark male. The half-Smile present on his face once again. No hard feelings then, right? And with those words he began the slow trek parallel to the creek. He wasn't entirely certain where he was going at the moments. But he was on his way.

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