Silvertip Mountain sometimes it makes me wonder why i even bring the thunder

He hadn't even wanted Aure to come along, much less the small army of wolves she'd brought with her. This was his own problem to mitigate, and besides, she should be watching Isi, right? He'd begrudgingly gave into the others coming, forging ahead with a stormy expression on his face. With Dragomir missing, they were the least of his concerns.

Her words cut through him like a knife, and Verx turned like a viper, bicolored eyes flashing as he fixed them on her. Then stay, he hissed, rage misplaced, unable to be quelled. I'll take care of this.

With giant steps, he continued up the slope, an expletive accompanying each moment Drago was not with him. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The scents grew stronger, fresher; there was an undertone of fear to it all and it filled him with anger hot and bright as lightning. Someone had taken his son. Dragomir wouldn't just leave.

Right?!

Give my boy back unharmed, or I swear to god, I'll rip you all a-fucking-part, he called out, chin lifted in challenge.

tagging @Merrick & @Astara for visibility