Hideaway Strath Nobody does it like you do

He could feel the glower before it came. Leigh: a ticking time bomb when in his presence. Or she is now, anyway. He wonders if he had done a few things differently if she wouldn’t hate him so. 

The brindled man only takes a step or two closer before her voice breaks out through the silence of nature’s song. The birds chirping, wind rustling the trees; so soft. Leigh’s words — harsh. His ears shift backwards as he allows her to speak. They surprise him. His wife bit a chunk out of her leg?? Instantly, his eyes shift to look for the wound. He finds it, scarred over and hardly growing fur. It must’ve happened long ago. Yet, her words confuse him. Kyn and his single celled brain automatically thinks Simmik. She did that? He can’t see it happening.

Confusion is apparent on his features when he meets her eyes again. “I didn’t know...” He says back, expression pensive. “Are you saying Simmik did that?” He asks to confirm, Sasha doesn’t even come to his mind. Now if Leigh had said ex wife, he would’ve guessed right the first time.