Qeya River But you can do a kindness and look me in the eyes

Etienne had traveled from the side of his sister. Part of him had wanted to see the wolf @Cambria again. He had been kind to the sea born and he liked that. He hoped at the very least they could be friends. But in his travels he came across a scent that ran his blood cold and hurt his chest. And then it made him so angry he felt hot all over.

Golden Eyes flashing, he had told himself Anselm had not left. He had told himself he would never. But here the scent of the mountain born love of his life was thick and heavy. Where he had left his scent. He had rubbed his fur and his claws along this border. And he had left the children to die!

Etienne howled, the true fury of his nature in the winding lyrical call that went for the man with sunset eyes. How dare @Anselm. How dare he. Leave when Druid was dead and Heda was, well heda was a fallen woman. But that was no never mind. Etienne was furious with her too. What about Druid's CHILDREN.

He paced along the borders , unbridled fury in each step. Tears pricking at the back of his eyes. This was not the man he had fallen in love with. Why would he leave?