Stellan didn't hold Eivind's foul words against him and all things considered, he'd taken it well. Sig hadn't wanted to get between the two wolves but knew that's what it would have come to, not a prospect he would have been looking forward to. It was much better that Stellan removed himself from the situation before it came to that, which Sig was thankful for, even if it cut their dinner short. It would have been nice if things had gone better, but such was life. If Sig had any sense at all he might stop bringing anyone he was interested in around Eivind at all.<br/><br/>Sieger walked over for a short and much more pleasant interaction, at least with them. He wanted to be gone before any yelling started, personally, and Stellan seemed okay with such a plan. He did stop by the truck on their way out to grab something they might need later, and with Stellan likely wanting to keep track of his keys it was a good enough excuse to keep his pants on until they got where they were going. Stellan led him out and Sig didn't have any intentions of returning for at least a weak. Another break was needed now that the insufferable man was on the mend.<br/><br/>When they reached the running water Stellan tugged him close, tasting while unbuckling his belt. He let him get a good look at his naked body, easier to appreciate with him standing out in the open than scrunched in the confines of the truck. Stellan distanced himself and transformed into a formidably sized werewolf. He walked over to Sig in that easy way of his, pressing with his muzzle and licking at his face before turning towards the water. Sig was quick to strip and bound after him, though in his much more compact form and lighter coat.<br/><br/>Sig's movements were springy, coming up beside Stellan to grab hold of the side of his neck, tugging with a mouth full of dense pelt. It was antagonistic but without intent, done to elicit reaction but imagining Stellan wouldn't take it for anything more than play. Both males needed to blow off some steam and Sig didn't mind a playful tussle, full of snarls and bared teeth that might seem aggressive to the untrained eye but really weren't. Sig was quick in or out of the water, eliciting a game of chase that usually ended with snapping jaws back at the river's edge, one managing to catch the other. Stellan could put an end to their game whenever he wanted to. Sig knew full well he'd never beat a wolf like him in a real fight and he'd respond accordingly if things took a serious turn. He'd been more cautious with Stellan initially, unsure what the big male would tolerate, but if he'd managed to walk away from Eivind he figured he possessed more patience than most.<br/><br/>The water was chilly, but comfortable for wolves that were moving through it, raising their body temperatures with action. It didn't take much guesswork to imagine what Stellan might care to do after they were finished swimming, another good way to keep warm as the temperature continued to drop for the night.<br/><br/><br/>–<br/><br/><br/>Eivind sat there on the couch by himself, scowling for a few minutes. He heard his door open and thought maybe it was Sig coming back in before getting a good whiff of Sieger. Eivind didn't bother with a 'hello' and neither did Sieger.<br/><br/>“Alaric told me you got yourself stuck going after another one of Lofgren's pack, and then now I'm not sure what this was but it's clear you wouldn't have minded starting something with the one outside.” Sieger got right to the point, Eivind only looking at him with a bland look. “You<i>cannot</i>keep starting things with Lofgren. And that's what you're doing antagonizing his pack members. Is that what you want?”<br/><br/>Eivind didn't say anything. Perhaps it was. He was angry over the situation with his mate but Sieger didn't think it would end well, especially with Eivind injured as he was.<br/><br/>“You're not being rational about this and the matter has been settled. You got one without inciting a war. You won't get a second one without doing just that, and for once think about the rest of the pack. Hell, think about your mate. It won't do him any good for you to get yourself and half of your pack killed. We didn't have any issue with Lofgren before this, and the matter is finished. It's over. Carry on like you used to do, fade into the background, and build your life with your human. You will not get another warning.”<br/><br/>The tension between the two alphas was palpable but Sieger was putting his foot down. Eivind did have some respect for him in how he'd taken over position with the pack but he didn't agree that things with Lofgren were settled, at least not with him. He knew better than to blatantly say so out like, or disagree even. He was tired and done fighting for the evening. The interaction with Stellan had been draining already, and instead of taking advantage of Eivind's weakness, he simply walked back out of the cabin just as quickly as he'd come. Time would tell if his words had any real effect on Eivind.<br/><br/>Eivind rested on the couch for a while, letting Blue cool down a little before getting up, hobbling over to the stairs. Even that had been tiring, and down the stairs had been easier than pulling himself up them. Leaning against the painted banister again he called up to the bedroom, sounding miserable.<br/><br/>“Blue, come out and help me, please? I want to be up there with you, even if you're still mad at me.”