Northstar Vale We are the ones who will never be broken

In perfect Reyson fashion—he all but told her she looked like shit without actually saying it. She glowered at him, chin jutting forward, huffing at the initial words he spoke, her heart throbbing with both a fondness and hurt.

He drifted into an apology, and she listened quietly, amber eyes studying his features—the sadness, the way his paws scuffed at the snow and mud below the rain. An episode had pulled him away—and she found she wasn’t completely unsurprised. His scent had faded past their borders, and she had assumed at one point he would be back…. She just hadn’t known what he would say when he returned.

“I came back,” was what she offered first—cold, to the point. Had she been a human, this would have been the moment she would have gripped at her cardigan tightly, pulling it against her—a form of protection.

Instead, she remained still—a certain moment of fight or flight. “Why are you back in Epoch, Reyson?” It wasn’t like him to just ignore borders—duty was his call, above all else.