Valerie had only wait a few minutes before the man she loved had called her forward, his irritation clear to the blind young woman as she stepped toward him, her gaze downcast and her eyes half closed though she found her way to him easily enough and listened while his fingers typed on his cellphone. She couldn't tell who it was or what he had said though she could tell from the way his shoulder felt beneath the soft skin of her palm that he was relaxing ever so slowly inside of the house. Sometimes she disliked his drinking though it never affected him the way it would a human and instead of asking him to stop she simply refused the drink when it was offered in most situations; she'd only drink with Markus, and even then nothing too strong. Her touched him, quietly and gently until the agonized howl echoed through the air and she stiffened in response to it, knowing then and there that she shouldn't even try to follow after him this time. This time it really wouldn't be safe for her. 

She felt him stand and just barely made it out of the way as it tumbled to the floor where she had been standing a moment before and held onto his hand as he move away from her in the direction of the door. [color=ec008c]"Markus. . . " [/color]She looked up at him when he spoke to her, pale eyes wide with concern as they tried to find what it was that she couldn't see and instead of arguing against his decision she reached up both of her hands to touch his face gently. The scruff on his cheeks tickled her palms as she reached up on her tip toes and brought him down toward her as well. Valerie touched her lips to his, just once though it was tender and sweet and full of her worry and affection. [color=ec008c]"Come back to me, safe and unharmed."[/color] She whispered against his lips and puled away, her hands still on his face for the moment as Marrec stepped forward with the hunter in the room. She was not shy or afraid of others seeing her kiss her mate, the act often reinforcing her place as the Lupa and showing those who coveted him and her place that there would not be a change. It was common knowledge among the pack that the two spent little time really apart from one another. 

The pink haired lady did not turn her gaze from Markus as she spoke louder this time, though in this case it was in defense of her Ulfric's orders. [color=ec008c]"Would you leave the hunter unattended here?" [/color]She asked the man, her voice catching slightly, almost impossible to notice as well. It showed just that hint of fear she had of hunters though she feared more for the fate of the one that would dare to hurt her or Markus while the other still drew breath.