Lone Star Mountain When choices end, you must defend

Saying @Aria is with him/his scouting buddy. Sorrynotsorry, Magdalyn.

They were further than he would have liked, but it was the shadowrunner that pushed them forward. He had swept Aria to his side and departed the lands, notifying @Soltero to keep an eye on things, as well as @Akatosh and Akavir—both boys now grown to a point they could assist with border marking. Talos was still withdrawn from him, simmering in her anger, and while the Alpha kept close eye on her to ensure her safety, he allowed her space for now.

He was silent as he strode across the mountainside. His gaze would catch toward the direction of the sea every so often, and his jaw would clench. If Viinturuth and Durnehviir had not been gone without direction, he would have said to hell with it and moved his pack and children to where his heart lay. But he could not bring himself to—not when either of them could come home, to the land they had everyone waiting for them.

Or, at least, Durnehviir had her children, given she had left him.

His form was near predatory as he briskly stalked the mountain. There had been another shift in the Mayfair wolf—the Constantine that had lost everything resurfacing, revealing once more the colder side of the wraith. He had allowed his guard to drop, but no more.

Every so often he would allow his gaze to study his companion. “We’ll turn back soon,” he rumbled, still not quite sure what it was he hoped to find along the quiet mountains, beside the pale face of his missing son.

It was then he slowed, hearing the rumbling words of another male in their vicinity. He felt his lips curl up as an automatic response, a frown pulling at his stormy features.