Chris sat himself back down upon his place on the rocks once she was gone, watching as she went through the mouth of the den. He watched her through the fur of the wolves curled together but frowned at her words. It really wasn't his right to intrude upon them.
"I'm alright here, it isn't cold yet," he called to her, waving his hand in dismissal. As much as he wanted to be with her he wanted her to be with the pack without him there to interrupt. He wasn't really a part of it, after all. Sure, they had their reasons to be friendly towards him for Brenna's sake but how could a leopard -and a shifter at that- be part of such a bond?