lorcán & inna
I don't have to tell you what this is all about
because baby half the fun is figuring it all out
So don't turn off the lights, I don't wanna be In the dark tonight
because I can't read your mind, I need to know if What I'm doing is right
Lorcan didn't even attempt to question Inna on why she was unsure that her mother would be around, though his brows furrowed in confusion all the same. The Whitestone healer still did not know a great deal about Hearthwood River, aside from the fact that presumably her mother ruled alongside Lachesis. Who was he to judge if there was a chance the lead female may not be around at such an important time of year - Craw wasn't - and Whitestone monadnock continued to function somewhat smoothly under the rule of Morganna and Wraith. Either way, it was important for the Hearthwood princess to return home. He would hate for her to get into trouble.
His frown soon washed off his face and was replaced with a smile as Inna grew excited about the idea of them going hunting or scouting again if the tensions within their respective packs were not yet resolved. "We can make it fun." He grinned, his golden eyes dancing along her form momentarily. "Plus, I'm in need of some hunting practice anyway." He added, bumping her shoulder lightly with his. The pair of them had already demonstrated that they were capable of working well together, which made honing in his hunting technique all the more easier.
The mood was dampened by their talk of pack tension and the agouti male appreciated Inna's attempts to comfort him by brushing her muzzle along his. He chuffed in acknowledgement of her kind gesture and nuzzled back at her. "Thank you, Inna." He murmured quietly, feeling a little less anxious now that he knew he would have someone to talk to if it all went against him. "You too." He added, pulling away from her now to catch her deep orange gaze before offering an affirmative nod towards her.
Despite their well-wishes to each other, the Whitestone healer seemed to have struck a chord within the dark girl. A frown formed on his white brows as he listened to Inna's words. Russet ears pushed back against his head and his tail curled submissively between his legs as he took a couple of tentative steps away. Lorcan wasn't entirely sure how to react to her sudden hostility as he did not understand where it had come from. He could only assume that she was having one her mood swings again. It was the only thing he could think of that could explain why she was suddenly snapping at him. "Okay, okay." He retorted, voice pleading her to calm down. "I didn't mean it." He confessed, trying to catch her gaze. "I'm sorry." What exactly he didn't mean or what he was apologising for, he didn't entirely know, but it would be worth it if it meant that she would stop shouting at him.
Finally, they both managed to agree on something. They would go back to the mountain meadow, someday. He had to, after all he had promised her now. He wanted to make it clear to her though that it couldn't and wouldn't be a regular occurrence. Lorcan would never wish to jeopardise his position within Whitestone. That didn't mean that he didn't value Inna as a friend, but that's all she was and Lorcan didn't see the point in loosing his livelihood and all of his pack mates just for her. He had a life to live. Lorcan nodded awkwardly as Inna explained that she understood, but something she said caught him off guard and his nodding ceased.
"It was merely a wish I know can never come true."
He felt his skin prickle with frustration then and his top lip flickered in annoyance as he allowed her to finish talking before he swiftly interjected. "—and as your friend, I promise that we will go back to that meadow.". His expression softened then. She at least deserved that off him. "I don't know when, but we will." He confirmed. At least then he was under no obligation to see her on a particular day and so could arrange the date later once he had a better idea of his schedule. Nervously he stepped forwards to quickly lick at her muzzle to prove to her that he meant it and that there were no hard feelings between them.
Golden gaze then turned to look back out to the lowlands and towards the great monadnock that he could see in the distance. "I better get going." He sighed, turning back to look at her.