Blacktail Deer Plateau a bruise upon the silent moon

There was really nothing more to be done here, not for a time at least. He did believe that this time, Lasher would remain apart, as he showed no desire to do elsewise. He could only hope that next time, he would be approached first.

Though miffed, he could hardly remain angry at Lasher in any real capacity. So as he rose to leave, he softened again. "I'm glad you are alright. And I'm sorry. I know that couldn't have been an easy trip." He did not know of Lasher and Peregrine's reunion only a short time before, but he did know tjay there was likely some vestige of affection still there. The way the Beta spoke now, though, that seemed to have shattered. Dante did not regret this for Peregrine's sake, but he did for Lasher's. The man deserved better than that, and the entire situation was displeasing.

"If you have anything else you wish to talk about, I'll be at the borders. Just in case." He still halfway expected one of Saena's bunch to pop up, or one of the Caldera even, as a return for the frequent visitors they had seen in recent times. Now was no time to leave things to chance.