[Lovebite]

Spencer noticed that he was just wearing his boxers and undershirt, his clothes were gone as well as his weapons and he felt close to being a prisoner of war. He was left for dead, where was his family? Had they taken casualties too? He knew this was a bad idea when they were hunting for the pack, this wasn't their territory and they hadn't had any trouble with the clan before. Sometimes he knew his father meant the best for them but still ended up doing more harm than good. "It's not my fault! My father wouldn't listen to me, and I couldn't just...not come. I'm so sorry for what happened, but you can't just keep me here."

He stood up to his feet then, shakily standing and holding his covered wound with a slight grimace,"Where is my stuff? I think I'll take the chance of walking back home, just tell me where I am."