Haunted Wood de dragul tău

Issorartuyok followed the scout with his head low. He did not know what to make of the conversation that he had shared with the Sovereign of the Redhawk wolves. It had left him feeling confused.

As Meerkat led them, she did not seem talkative. The northern man did not wish to force words from her, not when he was not certain what there was to say. Towhee had believed that they should talk. Issorartuyok was under the impression that they already had. He had described his plans to the young scout. He had been honest to her from the very beginning.

I do not understand, the man admitted in a quiet rumble. I believe I must have said something to give her this impression. Ah, and he had made it difficult for the young scout. Would she be upset at him? Issorartuyok wondered but did not ask it aloud.

You did not express an interest when I had spoken of my plan. To have a husband, to have children, and you have said you do not desire a role of leadership. The man sighed softly, turning the dark brown of his eyes to her features. He wanted to know what all of it meant and why it had happened.

I must say I am sorry to you, scout Meerkat. But I do not know what I have done to imply these things to Towhee of the Caldera. The man sought answers from the young woman.