[h3]Chase Jackson and Kissimi[/h3]

"Stay here with the kids. The wolves need to come with me," Kissimi shook her head, much to the dismay of Chase.

Chase's expression was that of a boy who'd just been told he wasn't allowed to have hope. He bit his lip, tears pricking at his eyes. But he did not cry, not while Pira was watching. He just nodded silently, frozen in place. [i]She doesn't trust me to defend myself. Why though? The wolves like me. I know a little bit. It's not fair![/i] But he did not share his thoughts aloud, not wanting to sound like a whining infant.