Stone Circle Bitter

'Would they?'

Evergreen wants to argue. Not everyone would have done what Ira and the others risked. The bearish male just gives her a brief smile—forced and weak. He feels miserable, if he's honest, and while part of him doesn't want to be alone right now, the other wishes everyone would give him space. An emotional tug-of-war he's struggling with picking an answer to.

No! Evergreen is startled by his own voice. Typically he is good about swallowing his words, but it seemed that by impulse the decision is made for him. The thought of Ira leaving right now has him anxious. His round ears flick back. Sorry. I didn't mean to... Evergreen states at his paws with a heavy pout; ashamed. Thistle wanted to explore, and I didn't feel like going. The bear mumbles. Ira isn't his sister. He knows she can fend for herself. Hell, she probably wouldn't even leave Easthollow to find something else—the hare is good, the bear just can't stomach anything—but it leaves him uneasy nonetheless. He realizes he doesn't want to lose her, too.