Redhawk Caldera Reactivity

The way Towhee moved to protect the three kids served to deflate Reyes of all his energy. He saw the look upon her face, drawn by the howl she sent out for help.

Was this all he was ever going to get? A wife who didn't trust him, children who feared him? Parents who didn't know what to do around him. A pack that didn't know or care who he was?

He wanted to say something to convince Towhee he was good. Or at least say something and have her listen; but she had made up her mind and didn't care about him at all. 

The torn grass and furrowed dirt were expressions of his self-directed anger as much as his frustration over the situation; but it was the look upon Reyes now as he saw Towhee fully for perhaps the first time: a frightened matriarch protecting her brood, himself some vile beast as worthy of their love as he was his own absent father's.

Fine. he choked out, staring at his ex-wife while she glowered protectively back, I'll... go. 

A final kick to a cold of dirt as he turned away from them, beginning to stride stiffly away. Reyes wondered about what it would feel like to Tierra, Sphyra, and Caracal to see the shape of him diminish - and felt bile rise at the back of his throat.