Stone Circle ACT I, SCENE III

Ikaros paused, blue eyes widening. He did not expect the older male to yield, let alone offer a meal.

A silence passed through then, shrewd meeting the cold and calculating. He nearly snorted in disbelief! "What makes you think I can be tied here? I could simply take a meal and run— you couldn't catch me." A true statement, but not one Ikaros could see himself carrying without guilt.

"I'm not a pack wolf. I'm not built for it," not anymore.

"Besides, what makes you so sure your leader and packmates would accept a theif among their crowd?"

Excuses—plenty of them to hide the desperation, But none could conceal his ragged appearance.