Blackfeather Woods and she came to Troy with a dowry; death

looking for @Relmyna and maybe @Astara ( but as always there's no obligation~ ); but this is open to anyone so feel free to hop in at any point if you want! i'm not real sure where this fits into his chaotic timeline so i'm going to say this is forward dated a few days. ♥

it turned out that ghosting a pack was indisputably better than trying to rehearse what he's going to say to tell them that he's branching off to do his own thing. ghosting was a coward's way of leaving and yeah he was a coward as a kid. all big talk and a selective backbone. he wasn't that cocky, big-mouthed punk anymore. a man had replaced him a long time ago. besides not looking like a coward this time he owed them. he loved relmyna and cared for astara too much to leave them hanging without a word. ...and he'll make good on his promises: he'll talk to moonspear and redhawks about it as a parting gift ...but by severing the tie before he does those things he hopes to eliminate the guilt gnawing at his chest like a hungry animal and it'll allow him to recruit without feeling like he's betraying the dark woods.

he's tired — he came straight down from the coast without much sleep. a few stolen hours here and there at most. it would be his routine for a while, he knows. the rotting corpses of their borders bring with it a bittersweet comfort. a comfort that now feels like it no longer belongs to him. he realizes his departure might be the blade of the guillotine let loose ...but the daedra worked in mysterious ways. if it was meant to flourish then they would see it so. with or without him.

he draws in a deep breath of the frigid air, shaking his pelage free of the light dusting of snow that's accumulated along his back and tips his head back, letting out a call.