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

While she did not think her former mate capable of causing her bodily harm, Paarthurnax clung to the recollection of his lifestyle. Shadow was a man who'd held wolves hostage, against their will, dubbed them "slaves" and stripped them of any pride they might have previously felt. Paar avoided them to the best of her ability, but it was her chance encounter with the pale-furred Enya that roused very real resentment for Shadow. Even after she'd informed him of her brother Sahrotaar's plans to sell her away to a neighbouring clan, still the sterling outrider saw fit to use women for whatever reason he saw fit.

It had outraged her, and had known then that she could not live in Noctisardor Bypass if that was simply "the way things were". Paarthurnax did not wish for her sons to grow up in a place where they thought treating others so cruelly was right.

"No, I just..." she trailed off then, stepping forward almost tentatively, her heart sinking with the realisation that Scimitar had not offered to summon Bazi. "Bazi? She's not... she did not return?" The two-toned female pricked her velvet red ears, keen for her suspicions to be proven wrong.