She smiled down at Jory as he pushed his nose against her leg, her long fingers coming over to scratch at his ears for a moment before he moved away and shifted back. She watched the pair in front of them with something like annoyance, which was impressive for her. She was normally the happy cheery type, and yet, at this moment, she was annoyed. She closed her eyes as Jory ran around, rubbing at her temples for a moment longer before he was back at her side.
"Forget the shirt," she growled. As soon as she did she looked Jory, an apology clear on her face. She hated getting angry like this, she hated being mean lovers. "We'll get it later. Just come," she said softer, reaching for his hand, slipping her fingers into his and tugging him along after her and back towards their camp.
She was quiet after that, walking along with Jory at her side and constantly looking over her shoulder at the other pair behind them. She had to trust they would follow, trust that they would behave. But that didn't stop her from being tense, from feeling like any moment the hard won peace she had established would slip from her fingers and they would be at each other's throats again. Finally they were close enough to the camp that she pulled herself away from Jory some, leaving him a few steps behind to watch the others as she called out their alpha's name. She stopped then, just outside the line of tents and waited for Darius to join them and decide what to do about these new comers.