Haunted Wood Hand in Hand

So he didn't care much for sympathy or comforts. Perhaps he was a bit defensive still, being in a new pack and all.
Or he just didn't care for anything considered affection. She could destroy him with that knowledge.

He still followed though she could be taking him straight to his death. No, he was a packmate and she would have to accept that, he knew it. Besides, Vanity had some semblance of loyalty to a pack, though not too often her mates. Hashut would be different though, she's bearing his children. She frowned at herself, knowing she should be better than this.

His question broke her fleeting thoughts.
"The pit." She replied in her native tongue. 
She hoped he'd be the type to bring something in it for her to play with.