Otatso Wetlands Below my feet

She quickly caught on that he was from the Keep which took a bit of pressure off him. He didn't need to betray the secrecy of the pack to give her information - at least enough to retrieve some of the members of his pack that had gone missing. He bristled as she mentioned Tambourine, the hackles raising along his shoulders and down his spine. Protective to a fault, perhaps too protective, but he was facing a situation he'd never prepared for. "You! He gave an exasperated sigh, looking the female over. "Because of you Octavia is talking about taking Tambourine away!" Stark's ears flattened for a moment and his tail lashed behind him and the wound felt so raw it was like having Octavia in his ear again, screeching her vitriol at him. 

"Now she's gone - but I can't focus on bringing her back with a kid missing." It was a whole fucking mess. "If you see her, send her home. At least to tell her son that she's gone." He hadn't expected to get mad at the woman and he certainly didn't want to take it out on her but there was this blinding feeling in him that maybe it was all her fault. it wasn't. There was no way it could be. It didn't make his hurt and less though.