08-12-2016, 01:05 AM
Zephyr wanted to make some comeback, snap back about how he wasn't going to allow that if he could help it. It seemed like his only choice was to run away in the middle of the night or something. If he got far enough then they probably wouldn't be able to track him down. It was risky but he wasn't fit to breed, and it was the last thing he wanted to do. "Which way are they at?" he asked sullenly, looking away from Huxley.