Whitebark Stream It's deciding where to die and deciding where to fight

His heart slammed against his ribs as he neared the borders of Whitebark Stream. He had imagined this moment over and over again in his mind from the second he had realized his mistake and throughout his entire trek back here. He knew Grezig, and he knew she would be pissed and hurt. He had left her while she was pregnant, and it was unforgivable. So why did he think he could come here and ask for that very thing? He couldn't abandon his children though, and he couldn't just abandon her here in a new and unfamiliar place to raise their children alone. It had taken him too long to realize what he had done. His judgement had been so clouded by doubt and grief that it had taken many miles alone with his thoughts to finally see what he had actually done when he left. 

He stopped at the edge of the territory, almost deafened by the sound of the blood raging through his veins and rushing through his ears. He had no idea how this would go. He may very well have ruined any chance to know his children; the thought squeezed his heart so tightly that he thought it might explode within his chest. He wouldn't blame her for making that decision, but it would hurt all the same. He had tortured himself with all the what ifs long enough; it was time to face the consequences now. He drew in a deep breath, lifted his muzzle, and released a somber howl for @Grezig. The sound echoed across the territory even as he lowered his muzzle. It seemed like even the trees were holding their breath along with him as he waited to see her swollen form approaching. 

he'll definitely call for the leaders if Grezig lets him stay, i just wanted to see where that would go first. it is aw, though, because that's more realistic given the situation, so leaders can join before the call if they want