Sun Mote Copse Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?

If Fenn seriously thought that Penn was going to do something insane with his grief like try to enter a death match with a mountain lion, she was super fucking right he was. The hours since telling the pack about his parents had passed in a blur. He didn't know what to do with himself. There wasn't anything he even could do with himself. His parents were dead. In the blink of an eye, they were gone. Not missing. Not out for the afternoon. Gone. Irretrievable, and irrevocably gone.

Penn was definitely going to fuck with a massive carnivore.

But then, he heard Fenn's call. He was near the borders, fully prepared to storm straight past them and head into the wild to do something spectacular. But her voice made him stop. Penn sucked in an angry breath and immediately set about cursing her inwardly. What the fuck did she even want. Was she fucking serious right now? Did she have no fucking idea what was going on? Or did she know and she just thought it didn't fucking matter?

It was anger that turned his heels and sent him stalking off through the Copse in her direction. He would show her. He would tell her. What the fuck was she thinking, asking him for anything right now. Didn't she know? Of course she fucking didn't. No one knew. No one could understand. No one could grasp how angry, how cheated he felt. How had they died? How could they just up and leave him like this??

His eyes were swimming with angry tears when finally he spotted her. He bared his teeth in a silent snarl as he stalked up to her, making no effort to hide his footsteps. He paused a few steps ahead of her and snarled, "What the fuck do you want, Blindo." He did his best to keep his voice filled with only anger. Anger was better than the rest of it. She didn't need to see the rest of it. Not that she could see, but now is not the time for blind jokes.