Greatwater Lake phone ringing, never outgoing

He shook out his coat as best he could and stalked towards Alarian, his expression making it clear he wasn't in the mood for an argument right now. He was cold and wet and so fucking angry with the other man. It seemed Alarian had no intention of arguing either because he quietly fell into step behind Midar with no further interest in the soaked stranger in the snow. Midar spared the stranger not even a single glance as he marched away with his lover following closely behind--he had already done far more than the man deserved in his eyes--he could figure his own shit out from here. All the beast wanted to do was get them both warm and make sure Alarian was okay. He also had a few heated words for the scarred male, but that could wait until he was sure his enraging lover wasn't going to die.