Swiftcurrent Creek My sacred pining whims, my sacred vining whims

He saw the flinch and sighed. I'm sorry Rev. I'm worried.

It was not an issue of trust at all. It was the simple fact that someone was threatening a baby and it absolutely infuriated him. And he didn't handle fury and worry well. He knew he'd have some apologies to make eventually, but at the moment he was more concerned with the safety of the pack and reverie and Blossom. Reverie sometimes seemed to forgot he was responsible for the entire pack.