Blackfoot Forest the yowling won't cease

He went slightly rigid at her comment, half-expecting her to dismiss him from the pack for his apparent lack of loyalty, but instead she dismissed herself, claiming that it was to try and catch some sleep before the duties of Alpha-ship called upon her again. He nodded resolutely, watching as she turned and began to pad slowly back in the direction of the Creek.

For a moment, he was frozen, unsure and feeling his lack of certainty, which was a rare thing for Haunter. His yellow eyes glanced sideways, spotting the brave fox again, and suddenly (because of his leader's name), he felt not quite so murderous towards the red-furred vulpine. His head snapped in the direction that Fox had went, and his long legs took him to stride after her. It took less than thirty seconds for him to come in range of her again, though he kept his distance for reasons unknown. Perhaps mistrustful of her, though he had absolutely no reason to be, and the opposite should've been true of her in regards to him.

"I will accompany you there," he thought to mention, by way of explaining his presence behind her. And the dark wraith followed her back to the Creek, unwilling to admit to himself that he actually didn't mind following her, in every sense of the phrase. They parted ways once reaching their borders, but when Haunter was alone, he felt himself still left wondering why he had decided to return here so quickly.