Hideaway Strath Nobody does it like you do

Kynareth’s unaware of how much time she’s been spending with this Endre. All he knows, is that the man’s exists. Surprisingly, he’s never spoken to him. He’s seen him, but never said a work to him. Not out of distain, but Kyn can’t really put a finger one why he hasn’t; opportunity perhaps?

Either way, as Kyn walks he spots someone much more interesting than Endre. A lonesome Leigh walks by herself. She notices him; he notices her. While she dreads to speak with him, his twin orbs light up slightly at the sight of her. Yet, his auds swivel with uncertainty atop his crown. He knows she hates him. He just knows. He feels it. He suspects it’s because he’s an asshole and likes to kill people. He doesn’t have the slightest idea that part of it is Simmik, his pups, and the fact that he didn’t choose her instead. 

He’s thought about it. If he hadn’t killed that poor girl at their borders, maybe they’d still be okay. It would only be a ticking time bomb until he does shit like that again though. He won’t change. Ever. Not for anyone. Simmik accepted that, but he knows Leigh didn’t — still won’t. 

So he pushes the uncertainty away and pads over to her with a softly forming smile. “Darling,” He greets. “Have you been okay?” He asks rather sweetly. Trying to stay on her good side today.

Contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t like fighting with her. Leigh just had a lot of things on her mind about him — none necessarily good either — but Kyn has to defend his own doesn’t he? Not today. If she fights with him, he’s going to take it, shut up, and listen.