Qeya River I want you to remember me

           

 
He hadn't expected the scent of a known to waft his way, especially not Myreen's. Turning his head slowly to follow the direction of the wind, he caught sight of the girl standing not to far. He felt betrayed, and a growl rippled through his throat. She hadn't come to him with her problems, nor spoke to him about wanting to leave, a simple howl was all he got after taking her in. After accepting her into his family. The brute had thought they hit it off rather well, but apparently not.

He watched her warily, wondering if the shy girl would approach. He doubted it, she wasn't one that embraced conflict.