Stavanger Bay wash away

While Dante could relate to the dejection of a lost friend, there was no sympathy now.  Only a fierce desire to keep this stranger as far from their territory as possible.  It was nothing personal - it would have been the same for any male approaching during this time and unfortunate enough to meet with the Beta.

There was probably no harm in telling him what he wished to know, but Dante's patience was short.  So he shook his head and growled.  "You don't need to know.  Go."  And after, he snapped forward, hoping that would drive the boy to exit.  Likely his affiliation could be guessed, but he wasn't about to stick around longer for small talk.  Already he could feel anxiety for Osprey settling in once more.  He needed to find her.