Scarred Thorn

Alpha Male

As the female spoke Scar let out a slight laugh, shaking his black head. "Subjective. As the Alpha I view it as my packmate's lives are much more precious than my own. Plus noting the fact I am not fit in any way shape or form to be an Alpha in the first place." He answered, nodding a little at her relief. It was a good thing- otherwise he'd be dead right now and probably in the back of a human truck going to get skinned. "Of course, why wouldn't I get it looked at." Scar replied slightly sarcastically, trying to keep his face more straight and focus on trotting.

At the question he tilted his head, a little sadness coming into his eyes. "There was a fight and Remus got killed. Lupin is mourning now, and the whole pack is rather sad. A loner came into our territory, young, only 1 I think. His name is Shotzee. We brought him into the pack and Delilah is out with him now. Another loner was found and I invited her to come, but she hasn't showed up and it has been a couple days. I think that's about it." He answered, knowing that was a LOT to take in.

Scarred Thorn

Alpha Male

Scar cocked his head slightly at the almost inperceptible low rumble that came from Vindaria. It was truthfully surprising to him that anyone thought his life meant more than dirt. Still, as the look of shock came across her face, Scar forgot about it with a sigh and continued back- they were close now. His wound was getting more painful by the minute, so he hoped they were really close. At her questions Scar flicked an ear, wincing slightly. "Lupin did. He came in angry and seemingly threatened the pups in some way, so Lupin found the need to defend herself. Remus didn't back down, and they got into a fight. He died of blood loss a little while later." The black male answered quietly, his ears back a little as he passed over the news- it really wasn't his place to tell anyone, but Scar couldn't just refuse.

Scarred Thorn

Alpha Male

Scar lowered his head slightly, his limp growing a little more prominent as they grew even closer to the place he called home. Still, he couldn't help but think it wasn't really his home.... his home was the wilderness, and without a mate he had nothing tying him down except the pack. Scar knew he would be the happiest running through the woods with no one else, no one relying on him or worrying. As Vindaria spoke to him instead of just musing, Scar flicked an ear to show he heard and nodded as acceptance. "I would as well, that's why I respect your want to know." He answered, lifting his head a little to scan the underbrush. As she spoke up Scar turned his gaze to look at her, the tip of his tail twitching slightly. "It doesn't matter who I blame." He replied with a stony voice, not agreeing nor denying. The truth was that Scar did blame himself for being a bad leader, and he wished someone else could take the position and he could leave... but he didn't want to abandon the pack like that.

Scarred Thorn

Alpha Male

As they padded along, Scar could feel Vindaria's glare, but he was thoroughly surprised at her outburst. His poker face definitely showed slight shock as he looked at her, but every word drove a deeper needle into his already pained heart. He paused, trying not to wince as the wound in his leg flared with a new burst of pain, and turned to face the female. "You really put me in my place, didn't you." Scar commented first, shaking his head slightly before continuing. "It isn't that easy to change my beliefs, and even if I don't really get where you are coming from... you're right. No one is perfect and I do need to stop trying to be. I am truly sorry that this has been my attitude, and glad you actually spoke up. As you said, I am just a normal wolf with flaws and that means I would appreciate everyone treating me just like they treat everyone else." He felt weary, just because he knew this was coming but he was such a wuss he just tried to avoid it, but also was glad someone DID speak their mind. Now Scar confirmed his *fears*, if you will, and he could at least try and fix them. "Thank you for the honesty and your words. I am glad to know I have loyal packmates. I- I was never much of a social wolf... never was, probably never will be. I always preferred keeping to myself. I've been trying to change for the good of the pack but I guess it is harder than I realize." Scar winced slightly at this before continuing. He could see the bushes that bordered the camp now. "But you can stop glaring at me, that would also be much appreciated." He coughed slightly to cover up a teasing grin that rarely showed itself anymore.

Scarred Thorn

Alpha Male

The burly male shook the thick coat over his broad shoulders with a huff as he thought about what pushed him to say THAT. +Must've been the bullet. It made my brain go all funky+ he thought jokingly, but the look on Vindaria's face was good enough he would say it again. Scar just had to chuckle a little at the surprised and shocked expression she wore, the deep throated rumble rather unusual for him these days. Right before they reached home Vindaria quickly started speaking, so Scar stopped with a slight wince at the pain to listen. "Good for you." He snorted at her first comment, then attempted to be quiet. At her suggestion about Delilah, Scar tilted his head, seeming to consider that rather throughly. It was a good idea. "I'll have to ask her." He mumbled, lifting his head slightly. Despite the fact he preferred the lonesome life, Scar had gotten quite skilled at sensing emotion which led to thought, and he could only guess was Vindaria was thinking that would fix the problem. He had a couple, but one had been burning a hole in the back of his mind since ... early on. Scar just hadn't paid as much attention or thought about it until now. In a pack there was always an Omega, always pack members, always a Male Alpha... and always a Female Alpha. This pack was missing that particular thing because he was stubborn, could be grumpy, wasn't good with girls, and hard to deal with. Plus the fact Scar cringed anytime he thought about it didn't help. Outwardly, right now as he was thinking about it, he winced slightly... but he knew the option would have to weigh heavier on his mind sooner or later. Either Scar would have to back down or find a, let's face it, mate, because that's just how packs worked. As Vindaria spoke he was snapped out of disturbing thoughts and back into reality. "You don't! I'm abiding to wishes and TRYING. That's all you can pray for with me." Scar huffed, looking at the female with slight suspicion. Her words were very bold. Good thing he wasn't a normal Alpha. "I'm doing just fine thank you very much." He flicked his tail and limped into the camp, his eyes immediately sharpening to scan the place.