Moonspear And his four walls declared him insane.

He nodded in the direction of home and padded forward at her side. The hybrid pressed ever so slightly to her side in case she needed help, leading her towards the rockpile. He gave her a sorry glance, noticing her ire, but stayed quiet if only to think. How could she get out of here?
It was only then Harley realized he, too, would have to go: being involved in the escape of the alphas thrall was sure to get him killed should he not run. Althaia seemed to be keeping strong for herself, and it was inspiring to the Quinzel.
He led the greyscale woman to the entrance, stopping to let her duck in and get comfortable first, standing outside and surveying the area around them for anything else out in the rain.