Serpent Lake Independent

She knew what she had done it seemed but what she said about Nightwalkers being closed borders confused him. Didnt every pack control their borders? Even Shadewood had done so, Cry had seemed to want to keep those borders tightly locked down. His brows drew in confusion and he opened his mouth to ask about it when she spoke again and he closed his mouth once more, listening to her. It explained why Tzila had been so gentle toward the girl and had flat out knocked him down. It also spoke to what the girl had seen and been through. His gaze softened and frowned "I'm sorry about your mom. I don't have parents anymore" he said gently, looking to the side and sniffing at the air as he began to walk toward the treeline around the lake. "C'mon. It may be hard to find something" he said. 

There wwasn't much to smell, but there was hope. A fresh trail of a rabbit, fading fast. "We have to track fast. The trail will be hard to follow" he waited for her, not wanting to leave her behind and waiting for her opinion.