Deepwood Weald Realized I can't not be with you

It had been hard to stay away from @Alarian, especially with everything in his being yelling at him to look for his lover so that they could find some way to figure this out. It had been a miserable day, and he had spent it stewing in his anger. The memory of Alarian's last words and the way he had just left kept intruding into his mind, filling him with fresh rejection each time. He thought it was probably a good thing he had not run into anyone, because he wasn't really sure what he would do right now with his rage so close to the surface. 

He made his way back to the den as night fell around him, and he had promised himself he would just wait out the night in there with the hope that his lover would come to his senses and seek him out, but after a few hours, he just couldn't take it anymore; the beast exited the den and went searching for Alarian, hoping he was still somewhere close. He wasn't sure what he would do if found no evidence of his lover anywhere and had to return to the den alone again, but he tried not to think about that, afraid it would make him too angry to be reasonable with the infuriating man. 

Snow fell slowly around him as he searched for the other man's scent, collecting in his raven fur briefly before melting away. Even with the heavy snow fall today, he managed to pick up the scent he had been looking for. Relief filled the beast as he realized just how much he was counting on finding Alarian. He followed the trail, moving as quickly as he could until he saw the familiar grey and tan form in the distance. He stopped when he was a few feet away, violet gaze boring into his lover as he waited to see if he would take off again.