Dragoncrest Cliffs so to impress her lady, the queen

in the silent chill of the night, ingram was keenly aware of his heart pounding loud in his ears long after the last trickle of his howl had faded. he looked to rose worriedly, not wanting to be here -- and not wanting to leave. surely they would come soon to help bring her the rest of the way, and he could go home, right?

his ears flattened as furi appeared - at first she was scarcely more than a shadow in the overcast darkness and her appearance startled him. as she came closer he recognized who she was, and a mix of relief and freshly forged fear stirred his blood. he knew how it looked; him with a half-dead packmate -- he was about to say something in his defense (having seen the silent accusation in furi's gaze) when the crashing steps of another reached him.

the firebrand -- she wasted no time rounding upon him, her teeth cast a dull sheen by the moon's glow and her gaze practically hateful. ingram withered for a second before her snarl was met with a compelled grow. she said something about him being to blame and he felt umbrage seize him. "what?!" he hissed between clenched teeth, shouldering alongside rose as he looked between the two of them heatedly: "n-no! i wouldn't be here if i did!" he felt his fur prickle in rightful indignity.