"Uh....... Yeah and the fact I didnt need you to see all my scars" he twisted around pointing out all his scars*

He looked where Riot was pointing, his ears falling back some and a small whine escaping his jaws for a moment. "I'm so sorry that this happened to you," he says and rubs his head against Riot again, "I promise that Hawk will get what he deserves for hurting you and a few of our pack mates."

"Most are healed fully" he said before twisting to point to a new one on his jaw. "That was because I didnt follow him around like a puppy" he rolled his eyes, teeth bare.*

Timber let out a small growl of frustration as he saw the new scar that Riot was pointing at. "I swear I'm going to feed him to a mountain lion when I get a hold on him," he snarled, his eyes glaring towards where they had entered.

"It didnt hurt THAT bad. But this one did" he let out a small, nervous chuckle as he pointed to the one on his stomach. "It was for not following my fathers orders" his eyes darted around Instinctively*

"I see," he says looking at the scar. Slowly he sat down, to stop himself from running back to the camp to attack Hawk. Timber muttered a few words under his breath, angry at how had this situation was.

"I've learned to live with it" he sat down,shrugging. He couldn't Care less if hawk diee. "If you kill hawk let me know" he said his ears in airplane mode.*

(AIRPLANE MODE😭😂)

(Airplane mode ears?? XD)
He nodded and flicked his tail so that it was slightly wrapped around Riot. You could tell the difference in height between the two males as they sat beside each other, Timber being slightly taller than Riot. Timber's face was stern as he stared towards the entrance of the area, his mind planning out what will happen to Hawk.

*riot stared at the entrance as the sun set shining orange te and yellow lights into the cave. It was peaceful. Until the memories hit. His father, covered in his mothers blood as riot cowered on the floor. His fathers cruel gaze turned to him. The pain. He glanced at the thin, 1 inch scar on his chest. He smiled as he remembered how the pack found him and murdered him. It was funny to see him trying to protect himself. He shrugged,those days where over*

Noticing the sun setting, Timber sighed some. He was enjoying the moment that they were having and didn't want it to end. Sadly though he knew he had to get back to the pack and deal with Hawk. He slowly stood him and bent down, stretching with a small yawn. "Let's get heading back," he says to Riot, "I don't want us to be out too long when it gets dark. One of the patrols said that they smelled mountain lion earlier."