Silver Creek Butterflies fly away

He swallowed awkwardly. Usually others sympathized with his situation, but the cold stare of the man called Grayson bore right through his fragile soul to give him the feeling he was less wolf than him. If anyone knew his story, they'd probably not see him as the coward he had become. It almost seemed he had wasted all his courage in his youth.

He nodded, frowning a little. He did understand, but Lilah was the only reason he was there to begin with. When the man walked up, Calloon straightened himself out and went in the opposite direction, probably to sink into a pit of despair again.