Dragoncrest Cliffs I bit her real good

For @Mireille and @Chacal, dated to Feb 4th (day before raid, day after this.

 

A day and night had passed since the events of yesterday’s morning. A simple routine walk which had turned into something much more. 

The wolf had come home exhausted, sore, and his limp much less subtle. To avoid questions, he’d tried to lay low. Though a night of consideration left the wolf with a better understanding of the situation, and now he was ready to talk about it.

He told himself it was to make Chacal and Mireille aware of the pack goings on, but it was just as much about seeking some sort of validation. To know he hadn’t made a mistake. 

He found Mireille where he expected to, by the shore either in the middle of training, or just having finished. 

Truthfully, he felt more comfortable around Mireille than Chacal, and had the internal debate on whether he should bother her with this as well. 

”Do you have time to talk?” he asked, approaching the Obsidian. ”And have you seen Chacal around?”