Swiftcurrent Creek [ a melody for the ancients]

To say things were tense between he and Myrren was and understatement. He constantly tried to check on her and make sure she was taken care of, but she tried just as hard to avoid him completely. He couldn't say he blamed her and under normal circumstances, he would leave her be, but she was carrying their pups, and he couldn't just let her deal with everything on her own, even if that's what she seemed to want. Kavik hadn't seen her eat very much any of the times he actually managed to find her and bring her food, and she was almost always accompanied by a pile a vomit, and so he couldn't help but worry. Worry seemed to be his constant companion these days.

He had set out on a patrol to help clear his mind, but the scent of the other females was everywhere, and instead of it filling him with need, it only filled him with guilt, memories of Myrren's sobbing accompanying each inhale. A howl broke through the air then, and he stopped moving to turn his head in the direction it had come. It wasn't too far, but he noticed his salt and pepper packmate had already beat him there. Her scent wafted towards him as he approached, and it made him want to turn back around a leave them here to figure things out, but duty came first right now. Making sure to keep a good distance between him and Shaara, he stopped and turned towards the beautiful stranger. Kavik dipped his head in greeting. How can we help you? he asked, his kind tone masking the battle within.