Snippet #2399432

"I suppose we're heading west. Back the way we came."

Kane conveyed to Ralie, meaning the route he and Rhys had taken to intruded on the pair's camp. He let the woman decide anything more. Obviously they still had a wait to go before they could properly trust each other. He really couldn't fathom how their minds would work. Either that or he was overly optimistic and didn't mesh. He was good at holding his stride when things went belly up. Unfortunately that didn't translate completely to dealing with woman he had only just met. He waited patiently for them to pack and he moved to talked to Rhys out of immediate earshot. His initial excitement was wearing off a little.

"Do you have any problems traveling with them Rhys? You didn't really say much. No hard feelings about that wound right?"

He personally hoped that Rhys didn't have any problems. Rhys probably got along better with people then Tyron did himself so he wasn't worried about a difference in opinion. They had traveled together long enough to understand each other. Kane be more optimistic but his friend was better with people. Kane had to remind himself that. Their first few years he tried to cut himself off and it was only thanks to Rhys friendly persistence that he actually let them become close. Via and Jester had their input too, ever friendly and the biggest bond between the two Wargs for a time. If it was the same time then the biggest problem here was that Ralie had already shown how incredibly protective she was and she was not a Warg. She had very little reason to accept them for her own sake, only Kitty's.