Swiftcurrent Creek I Tear My Heart Open II

“Sounds a bit like my damage drove her away, Arric,” he offered dryly—though, he couldn’t help the simmering annoyance he felt at Eshe’s disappearance. He had brought forward his concerns and she had snapped at him—had ultimately tried to guilt him in a temper tantrum and then snapped toward him…

Even if they made up after this—something felt damaged. Maybe something beyond repair.

“I don’t know, Arric. I think the common denominator here is me, so…” He shrugged, turning to look at his limping Beta. And then to pivot the discussion—“I was hoping you and @Arlette would be able to run a message to Kvarsheim and Riverclan. But if you can’t even fend off a whelp…” He trailed off, a sardonic brow arching.