As Eivind began to explain himself, Blue found he wasn't entirely surprised to hear what had caused the wolf to act so irrationally. Any monster from Lofgren's pack would instantly rouse his mate's fury. To chase him up the mountain seemed extreme, and obviously dangerous, and Blue doubted whether Eivind would put himself in such a precarious position unless he was going for blood. There were a few members of Lofgren's pack who chose to never partake in having a bit of Blue for themselves, but Eivind either didn't think of this or he simply didn't care. He would be judge, jury, and executioner. Blue found he didn't necessarily mind the passion behind Eivind's actions, though he wasn't fond of where Eivind had ended up because of them.<br/><br/>"Oh, Vin," Blue sighed, shaking his head slowly before laying it down on his arms, staring longingly into the crevice. The bag he had brought along with him was sitting at his side. He reached lazily and began rummaging through it, pulling out a handful of jerky, bread, and an apple. His stomach rumbled as he brought his hand over the edge and called down. "I'm tossing in some food for you. Watch out." He let the pieces of jerky drop first, quickly followed by the bread, and lastly the apple, since that was the only that could actually do some damage were it to accidentally hit Eivind.<br/><br/>He had saved a piece of jerky for himself and began munching on it, listening to the gentle sound of Eivind's voice rising from the darkness. "I'm not surprised; you must be exhausted," Blue mused, his words heavy and weighed down with worry for his lover. "Don't worry, Vin, Sig's gone to get help. We're going to get you out of there. I just need you to keep talking to me, okay? I'll get too nervous if you go silent."<br/><br/>The sun was halfway down the horizon now, and shadows began to grow, spreading across the mountainside like a fungus and overwhelming everything they touched. A chill was already beginning to creep in through the fabric of Blue's shirt, but he did his best to ignore it, tucking his arms beneath himself. "I waited two days, but I shouldn't have," he lamented, guilt brewing in his gut at the knowledge that Eivind had been down there all this time, suffering. "I was so worried when you didn't come home. I even told Alaric I thought something was wrong, but he told me I was wrong and that this is just what you did, that I had to get used to you being away. I tried to get him to understand that you wouldn't be away so long without telling me, but he was so fucking sure it was just me being neurotic because we're so newly mated.<br/><br/>"He didn't want me to leave. He told me to stay put, but Sig at least believed me, and we snuck out of the cabin as soon as we were able. Even if Sig thought I was crazy, too, I would have come on my own. I wasn't just going to sit around and wait for you to die."