Dragoncrest Cliffs My jumpsuit is on steady

For a while, it seemed like he was alone among the trees aside from the occasional forest creature scurrying across the forest floor. The voice surprised him, and he halted his steps as the form of his mother became visible up ahead. It was probably the last packmate he wanted to run into right now, but it was bound to happen at some point; he couldn't exactly avoid her forever, no matter how tempting it sounded. In truth, he had come here with the hope that he could find some way to forgive her so they could be close again, but it had been so much harder than he had originally thought. That kind of resentment didn't just disappear overnight, and it seemed that being around her only brought up painful memories he'd rather not deal with.

But, now she was standing in front of him, and it just didn't seem right to ignore her and continue on his way; he was angry with her, but he wasn't going to be cruel. He finally dipped his head in greeting but no words accompanied his gesture. He instead waited to see what she would say next, his face impassive.