Herbalists' Cache [m] grumble

You are no better than me, Reyna. You ran away to see me so that in fact makes you equally as bad as I am. Nivis serioused, frowning when he stood in front of her face. She didn’t seem to be pleased by it; the corners of her mouth twitched a little.

Then Nivis licked her again, tracking down the scent of the doe so they could follow the path it came from.

It’s not my problem that you don’t believe me because of your limited knowledge your family and pack is the cause of. Maybe it’s better you aren’t locked inside anymore, he thought. Since you cannot hunt then because of being a lame bitch and I am sooo good and nice to you, follow me then. I’ll provide your unborn pups and their mother some feeding like a good mate I am.