Blake smirked slightly at her then gave a nod, "Fine. If it's that damn important. Mom can take Sofie to Manchester I'm sure she'll understand as she's already got a bag packed and look that says I don't have a choice," He sighed and looked about his home for a bit, "Let's get Sofie in the Mom's SUV so they can get going before the morphine wears off."<br/><br/>Mrs. Huntsman smiled softly as she tilted her head to the side, "You're not coming are you, boy? No of course not. You are your father's son after all. Don't get killed. I want grandkids still even if they are wolfish ones," She winked at Amaris, "Don't let him be too stupid, sugar, he's got a hard head and sometimes needs a good kick in the ass."<br/><br/>"Mother," He chilled the woman who merely laughed at him as she walked to her vehicle and tossed her bag in it before opening the back hatch. It was lined with blankets and pillows already from their last trip together. Blake headed inside to get the wolf and put her in the back of the car, "Drive carefully and keep in touch."<br/><br/>She waved him off as she got in the car and started it up. Sofie was going to be depressed for some time just like he was as he watched the pair drive away. He rubbed his chest then looked at Amaris, "Werewolves. People didn't believe him and I didn't. But there is too much to not draw that conclusion at this point. That wolf this morning... He'll tell the others won't he... Guess I should dig. If you can handle bring out those..."<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what to call the remains of the wolves his grandfather killed off. A hand ran through his hair as he moved to grab the shovel and began digging another whole.