Seaside Moors But it's clear out here

Little time was wasted before the other male spoke, sharing his thoughts of leaving; Aningan could recall his own words spoken upon Rowan’s first entrance into the pack, and wondered if perhaps that was his reasoning. To leave before trouble found him—although, trouble was yet to come knocking at their door thus far, was it not? “Have you talked to Tundra about this?” he asked, naturally curious. It was clear from the get-go that those two were close, and he hated the idea of the wintry woman being blindsided.

“No one has come looking for you yet,” he said next. “If you aren’t really ready to leave now, you don’t have to.” Whether or not the bear would fight for the boy was yet to be determined—he wanted more than anything to keep his family safe but, by having allowed Rowan to join them back then, had he not been welcomed into their family, too? Was that not what he intended for Rusalka to become and remain, a united family? He felt conflicted by his own thoughts, unable to decide which side to place himself on. To view the other male as a to-be threat or as one of their own… he couldn’t yet choose.