Blackfeather Woods my love

Her response earned a glare from Charon, but no more; he knew he was on thin ice and he needed to behave. But it seemed that they seemed not keen on war either, and so Charon decided: "Good. We all want the same, then." He looked at Flicker as he said it, pointedly so, a strange contradiction to his submissive body stance. "That is all." He didn't think they could tell him any more about Potema's whereabouts and even if they could, they likely wouldn't.

Without another day the pompous Alpha turned away from Blackfeather Woods' borders and started making his way home, though not without looking over his shoulder to make sure he was not attacked on the way. His heart bled for Potema's absence, but there was little that could be done about it for now; she was gone, and she might never come back, he knew from experiencing loss before.