Northstar Vale -- too vicious to tell

He didn't even see her coming, he was so immersed in himself.  He barely felt her waifish body bounce against him; he was nearly stepping on her before he stopped.  The brute stepped back but no apology spilled from his lips; perhaps they both should watch where they're going.

The leviathan hoped (selfishly) that she was alright.  He did not want to be accused of harming a packmate, he did not want to feel ostracized.  Nobody had been actively avoiding him but nobody had sought his presence, either, and why should they?  Was it not his fault that his lovable, charismatic sister had fled the Vale?

You alright?