Bearclaw Valley So It's Everyone Changing, Never Be the Same

The Inuit was glad that Scarlett could accept his apology so easily, but he hadn't expected anything other than that. Though she had her moments every now and again, she was a very sweet woman overall. He often felt she was too forgiving, but for once he didn't think about that. He was just glad she could accept his apology and his reasoning for leaving, even if she might not be able to understand it entirely. He enjoyed hearing her soft voice when speaking to him, and couldn't help but smile back when he caught a hint of one on her face. It felt nice, to him, feeling sure that she was no longer mad—or at least not as mad as she had seemed in the beginning. It was the way things were suppose to be, then, with the two of them together and waiting for their children to come into the world. The ache he once had to return home, even if for only a moment, was gone, and he was happy being at her side once more. Every couple went through hardships every now and again, and he was relatively glad to have gotten a major one done and over with. Even when they'd first met, he'd had a feeling he would need to return to his place of birth someday, and now he'd completed it. He'd returned unscathed, though a little dirty, and was welcomed back into his home.

He hadn't expected her to be able to relate to his reasoning for leaving, having heard her past and how her family had treated her. Kove disliked them for it, and probably always would, even if he never met any of them. To treat a member of one's family in the same manner they did was unthinkable to the Inuit. It was pretty much a crime, even, when pushed to extremes. He was happy, however, when he heard her speak of searching for him if he'd ever been seen alive, after having been thought to be dead. He liked the idea of that, in some aspects, but in other ways he didn't. If a time every came where he was to be thought dead, it was probably for a reason, and something he wouldn't want her looking into. Just as his sister hadn't been fond of the idea of him looking into her little disappearance act. “I'm honoured that you would look for me,” he informed her, leaving out his worries, as they were unnecessary. The ghost was not going anywhere anytime soon, after all.

The pale lupine as listening to her words, but his ears went back when he head someone approaching, and his head went up when Scarlett paused in the middle of her sentence. He was quick to stand up, putting part of himself in front of the albino slightly as his head turned to face whoever had approached. When he saw the face of who it was, and heard the crimson-eyed woman's voice directed towards Raziel, he relaxed once more. The Roman was someone he knew, and someone he felt he could trust at the end of the day. To be on edge towards him seemed irrational, but even still, Kove still watched him carefully. Scarlett may have accepted him back, but he didn't know the silver man well enough to figure out whether he would have the same level of forgiveness. A part of him told the Inuit that he didn't, that he couldn't, and so he watched carefully, awaiting the other to answer the woman's inquiries.