Bearclaw Valley everyone dies someday

After learning that Scarlett was pregnant, the male was left not knowing what to do. He was going to be a father, and he would need to watch over the albino to ensure her safety, as well as the safety of their unborn children. Even though he knew that, he still found himself keeping away from the den as if it were the plague. He'd started busying himself more with keeping watch over the territory, as well as the land surrounding it. There was no way he would allow anyone to harm his lover normally, but knowing she had little wolves growing inside her womb made him all the more on edge. It made him think of his life within Blackfeather, and the possibilities of any delayed repercussions that could come forward. He even thought of anyone he might have angered during his time in his birth pack, as well as his time a wandering loner. There were only a few that came to mind, and he was quick to realize that his train of thought was getting out of hand. No one from Moonlit would come after him due to his family name, any one he'd met during his days as a lone wolf probably wouldn't even remember him, and he hadn't heard anything happening with Blackfeather. Logically speaking, he was in the clear and perfectly safe, but his instincts still forced him to stay alert and make sure everything was alright.

When the howl rang out, Kove's ears perked up and he instantly started towards it, despite the fact that the howl was not one signaling an emergency. He still wanted to check it out, to see what was going on, as well as see what condition the Roman was currently in. The sooner he healed up, the sooner the Inuit could return to the den and keep a closer eye on his lover. It was a bit selfish, he knew, but he couldn't help but think in that manner. Not wanting to let his inner thoughts show through his features, he put on a neutral expression as he drew closer to the den—which had already grown to be unfamiliar to him. He was met with the sight of Raziel at the entrance, but Scarlett was nowhere to be seen. A bit disappointing, but he'd take it. It would give him the opportunity to see how the other male was doing on his own, without risk of the crimson-eyed woman hovering. He wished the woman could appear there, though, as he witnessed the silver wolf collapse. Since teleportation was not possible, however, he found himself needing to approach the other alone. “You alright there?” he inquired once close enough, certain he already knew the answer to the question. He made no move to help him up or anything, in spite of that, not wanting to risk causing a rift between them by potentially harming the Roman's pride.