Moonspear Come back my love

He's such a drama queen!

The two certainly did have very different ways to help the poor, deluded male but the combination of the two seemed to break through his despair. Kero had mentioned the direction of the cave, and it took a while for FitzDutiful to understand that it must mean he wasn't digging in the right place. He had slowed down when Fox's stern voice cut through the layers though his paws kept moving in their digging action - bringing up less and less dirt each time as his enthusiasm for the task ebbed away. When the little red and white wolf shouldered him, he visibly sagged - stopping his digging and falling to the floor in a collapsed state of exhaustion.

"This isn't the right place is it." he stated, his worry and frantic hysteria giving way to the anger that was beginning to burn and bubble. "Thanks for suggesting the cave, Kero, but I doubt she's there." His eyes finally registered the two wolves, as he picked himself off the floor and turned in such a way to get them both in his vision - the fire shone out of his eyes.

"That little bitch is no longer welcome in my lands. I would appreciate it if neither of you sought to give her refuge either. A mother who deserts her children deserves no rest." His voice spat the words out, heavily coated in venom and let them sit in the air around him as he took heavy breaths. Someone coming to the scene would have thought he'd either just been in a fight or ran some sort of wolfish marathon from his deep breathing.