She called after him -- his ears slid back to his skull as he took on her final words, questioning on the purpose of the challenge if he planned to breed. He would not reveal to her that he had held no true intention of it this year -- that it would have been likely he would have been fine with their union, had they only sought his thoughts and permission first. At this point, it was nothing but a moot point now, and with a derisive snort, his muzzle swung back over his shoulder, his gaze hard upon them both. "This isn't standing beside me," he called back, his paws sweeping him even further from them. "This is going behind my back."


With that, the Argyris man continued forward, leaving the two behind to their own devices and conversation. They could take what they desired out of the conversation at their own will -- if luck was on his side, their scents would be long faded from his lands by morning. For now, he would not physically remove them.. though the thought had crossed his mind. Chasing both out could prove to eradicate the issue altogether. Yet he could not push aside loyalty so easily -- and Ace, despite this challenge to his authority, had proven himself in the past. Perhaps, moving forward, he would do so again.


Yet if either of them thought their children would be trained for leadership.. they had another thing coming. Celandine, of all of them, would be the most likely to put that thought from their heads before he even had a chance to. With that, the ivory wolf was gone.. the horizon above them all very bleak.