The she wolf had lost all interest in him, or so it seemed, and Cae could only hope this was the truth, and that it would last. The dark stranger though did not forget. It seemed that with every passing second, the boy was brought closer and more beneath the chocolate male. Until the next time he glanced up and he was completely covered by the stranger, no longer in sight of the female demon. It was a relief to him, and though he did not relax completely, he was able to rest some. He decided that he was going to wait it out, and was not going to chance making a run for it. He knew his short, chubby cub legs could only carry him so far before one of the adults was upon him. He did not think the chocolate one would harm him, but the midnight toned one.. she would close her jaws around him with ease, he knew. They were ruthless, unkind uncaring creatures who enjoyed the torment of others. He had seen it first hand, had heard of it from his Mother though she did not speak of it to him directly.

Cae knew he just had to stay silent and all would be well, all would be okay. She would forget about him completely, she wouldn't even remember him and he would be able to get away. Somehow, someway this stranger would help him, aid him in getting far, far away from her and the wretched place that is Iromar. He did not want to go back. His Mother was there, and he should perhaps be with her- but he did not want to go back. His Mother was an adult afterall, she could take care of herself- right? And he could take care of himself. Or he could find someone to take care of him. Perhaps this chocolate stranger had a home he could go to, he seemed kind enough. And he smelled of a pack. Yes. The stranger would take him back to his home and he could live there, with him, with them, and all would be well. Iromar would be but a bad memory, and so would the female demon who came to take him back. And his Mother would find him. He knew it as well as he knew her. It would all be okay.