Mocks sat idly by as Zoe talked aloud about Rends' infection. He soon realized he was out of his league and stood up to take a walk to clear his head. As he began to to walk off into the woods he saw Rends out of the corner of his eye. Mocks' mouth shifted to a frown as his fist clenched. He locked eyes with Rends and motioned for him to follow him. When they were a fair distance away Mocks stopped walking and turned around. As Rends approached Mocks took a quick step towards him, feigned a jab with his left hand, as he connected a right hook to Rends left eye.
"What the hell was that about, huh?"
Mocks spits on the ground as he begins pacing, making frantic hand gestures as he talks.
"If'n you wanted to fight Hanging Maw, why the hell did we fight him after he killed those people instead of beforehand? I will follow you into battle because you are my alpha, but you better make sure there is a damn good reason for it. You told Eaton we had to pick our battles. Is that how you are going to pick them? Vengeance and remorse over protecting innocents? You are better than that dammit. We are better than that. We will follow you to the ends of earth, or at least I will...so don't treat our lives like they mean so little that can be lost in a petty pissing contest. I trust you had your reasons for not wanting to fight him before he did what he did... But those same reasons still should have stopped you when he was leaving. It was unnecessary and reckless to fight him. Sad could have summoned him at another point in time, in another place, or he could have brought us to the Dark Umbra to track him down. What would you have done if Aara had died to Hanging Maw or a Spectre of his? What would we have told the King? What if you had died? I would be left in charge and Gaia help us if that ever happens."
Mocks stops pacing and cracks a small grin at Rends.