Swiftcurrent Creek Say something, I'm giving up on you.

He hadn't expected this defeat from her -- and his heart clenched with a silent fury as she spoke. Shadow had done something to push her away -- Scimitar had always thought the silver male completely undeserving of her.. but he had also held on to the hope that the arrogant fool would have realized that, and in turn, done everything in his power to be the man that Paarthurnax deserved.

But was not so black and white as to simply blanket her in the warmth of the Creek. He gave a small nod, not willing to truly delve in to the personal side of her life.. but for the best of the pack, he would need details. "Will he come looking for you here? And will he harm any of the Creek members?" Thus far, Shadow had pissed off more than enough of them -- Kaskara, Galileo, Falwasi, Dovev.. himself included. If he requested it, he held no doubt the wolves of the Creek would risk themselves to defend Paarthurnax. But what danger did that put them in?

"And how many are his defenses?" His wind whirred with the possibility of battle - he truly hoped it would not come to that. He was built for such things.. had been raised by such possibilities from Rapier. But that did not mean he wished harm unto his pack.

But nor could he turn her away.