Meadowlark Prairie whatever's lost cannot be found

He is unsure if he plans to kill her just yet. He could, if he so cared, snap her neck in his jaws for physically he has the power to do so. But there are other benefits to her survival, particularly the kind he could hold against the Cerberus if they dared to hunt him down again. It was almost a certainty they would, and while that thought in itself did not fear him, he grips to his mortality like a madman to a knife. They will not drag him to the void while his time is not yet up, but he can only wait patiently until the day they try again. "I would prefer you didn't die so close to my home, which you will eventually, or your parents my think I did it," Half of what he says is true. She will perish to her own condition eventually wether or not Clavicus sticks around — but he is unfazed by how her guardians would react, should they find him in interaction with her. By now, he likely is black listed — metaphorically, a dead man walking. His enemies surround him at all angles, in plain sight and just next door. Blackfeather Woods is not safe anymore, not when those said enemies are fueled by not only his actions but that of those who have come before him; those who he now realizes, will not stop until his head is upon a pike.