Redhawk Caldera My social-meter is low.

Sebastian looked surprised and terrified at the same time. "That is definitely the south," he growled lowly. He could have taken his revenge and he could have hurt her back! How could he not know that. Because he was being a coward and hiding in the Caldera that is why! The large male huffed, more at himself rather than anyone else. "Is see the mountains as the dividing part," he explained to the girl, clearly affected by the news. Sebastian shook his head, maybe he shouldn't hang around in the Caldera only, but also roam outside more. But did he want to face those dangers he was almost recovered.

Sebastian snorted at her replies and then shook his head. "I don't and I don't want to be looking like an assassin. Then I will be as worse as my father and I don't want that. I like being fluffy and nice on the inside. Only when someone hurts the wolves I see as family, then I allow myself to go in foster mode. I can tell you that it isn't pretty," he spoke to her. He had never really seen himself mad, but he had seen his father fight and since he looked like his father he pictured that being him when he was fighting.