When Blackthorne had slid into Iromar with Kahina had his side I had hightailed it out of there as quickly and stealthily as I could. Didn't even stop to find Curiass, figuring he would holler at me from wherever the hell he went. Truth was, I feared my sister. She was a fucking maniac and I despite my training with Curiass, I stood at a distinct disadvantage being deaf and all. Kahina wouldn't play fair. She would sneak up on me and rip my throat out the moment she got a chance. I am not sure WHY she was born as a bitch, but she had only grown worse with age, and the animosity grew between us. Whatever blood ran through our veins, I hadn't been the one to take after Aranck. She had.

I had better things to do than tear the world apart at the seams. Ya know, like shack up with my imprint and hide out in Spirane. The mountain wolves were pretty neutral the whole shit storm going on in Molodian which suited me just fine. Meant Kahina wouldn't turn up in Spirane on some dignitary mission and run into me. Curiass seemed to think I had an amazing future ahead of me. I suppose I COULD if I wanted to but I was content being a lazy prick. My thick fur smelled much nicer since Aine had gotten a hold of me and tricked me into a spring creek to wash away the grime and dirt. Not to mention she had forced me to take care of my flea problem.

Honestly, I was glad. Not that I would say so to her. Couldn't have her thinking I cared.

Curiass howls but me being deaf and all, I have no clue. Not till Aine prods him and mouths something about someone calling me. I blink at her in annoyance before one ear falls back, a look of wariness on my face. I stand and trot in the direction she indicated, slowly, the silent world passing me by until I spot a familiar figure.

With a snarl I rush him head on, ears back, lips pulled back in a wicked snarl and aim to bite at his chin and chest. "Prick! Where have you been!?" I howl the words at him, anger glinting in my eyes to overshadow my relief. He smelled strongly of... somewhere different. And HER.

I recoil from him, glaring. "If you needed time for a honeymoon you could have at least TOLD me where you were going. I figured Blackthorne had killed you." Not true but I say it to get a rise out of Curiass, thinking he would be pissed at me doubting him.