Blackfoot Forest In Death There Is Life

Tagging @Ohen just to make sure this doesn't die out before we reach ten posts. c:

The ghost followed after the male's motion and sat down, too, keeping his gaze on the dark figure. If he joined after the pale wolf had left, as they seemed to agree on, then that left Kove with a blank. He did not know the other well, or at all, really. He knew only a name and that he was apart of the pack he was previously apart of. All else was unknown to him, and would probably stay that way since he wasn't so sure about asking. Not many enjoyed delving inside themselves in order to ramble on and on about personal things with someone who was, more or less, a total stranger. The newly appointed king did need an upset man at his heels, and he certainly didn't need to return home sporting any wounds. Such a thing was sue to worry his lover, and he tried to avoid that as often as he was able. His ears perked slightly when the other spoke of who else he'd met who was apart of the Brotherhood. There was one bit of knowledge shared. “Meldresi and Burke are good wolves to know,” he commented. “Don't know much about Morgana, though.” The fact that he'd completely ignored the mention of Crescendo was sure to be noticed, but the man had never been able to bring himself to care about that. His dislike for the other man wasn't something he'd go out of his way to hide from Ohen, even if they were strangers to one another. The silver-eyed shadow wasn't worth that, in his mind.

Such thoughts made the male's maw twitch into a light smile when he was told of his departure. It was rather disappointing to hear Morgana had gone, too, but he was more than happy to hear of Crescendo's leaving. Perhaps that was why he hadn't smelled him when he'd visited Damien. The beast had gone, probably to cause trouble elsewhere, and Kove enjoyed the fact he'd departed. “Sad to hear about Morgana's leaving,” he commented. “But I am glad to hear Crescendo is gone.” Even now, after the time that had passed, the Inuit found himself incapable of saying the other male's name without using a tone of utter disgust. It'd more or less become a thing of habit, as was the way he acted towards the mentioning of the other male, but was one he wasn't so quick to break. “Any idea where they went? Or did they just leave one day and never come back?” If it was the latter, then there was a chance they'd been injured, or worse, but not even the prospect of that would drive him to locate and help either of them. They'd been foolish enough to just up and leave Blackfeather and the Brotherhood, which meant Kove had absolutely no ties to either of them any longer.