<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind hoped Blue was sorry, and for what? Because Blue was bored. He was looking disbelieving at Blue, trying to see past the cloudy expression his partner currently had plastered to his otherwise pretty face. He didn't seem to get it at all. He reached to touch Eivind, the boy seeming convinced that he could solve everything so simply, and Eivind's rage compounded. Eivind slapped his hand away from him entirely, shaking him off to stand on his own. He was about to walk away when Blue made another suggestion, and Eivind turned back to face Blue, his stance square.<br/>
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“No, the fuck it won't, Blue!” Eivind shouted. “You think I want you the first time the way you are now? Hopped up on painkillers and <i>unfeeling</i>?” He didn't think he could be anymore unattracted to Blue than in that moment. Eivind looked back towards the moose.<br/>
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“Blue, do you not realize what the fuck just happened? Werewolves aren't so stupid as to take on big, healthy bull moose on their own! Moose crush bone, Blue. I got lucky, that was it. And what? So you could run off in the woods to pick flowers in the little world you've created for yourself?” Eivind's gaze was unflinching. He was perfectly reasonable up to a point, but Blue had been stupid. Eivind had already warned him of the importance of keeping his wits about him. He'd told Blue to be stay put. Any other wolf would have torn into their mate for lesser discrepancies.<br/>
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“You're being a fucking fool! This isn't some vacation, for us to play at some survival game and fuck our merry way through the woods. This is real life Blue, and you need to start realizing your consequences have actions. I would do anything in the world to protect you, but maybe you give me a bit too much credit! This could have been bad, Blue. This could have been <i>real fucking bad,</i> and all you can think of right now is that maybe I need to loosen up a little bit.” Eivind was shaking his head.<br/>
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“Don't you <i>ever </i>use sex as a means to try and rectify a situation with me again, do you understand me?”<br/>
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He was putting it plainly, and he hoped with his yelling it pulled Blue out of his drug-addled mind just a little bit to some state of comprehension. Eivind looked around for anything useful, realizing Blue hadn't brought anything with him apparently. He turned away from Blue, to make the relatively short walk back to camp. His pace was quick, despite his aches. He wanted the knife to cut away some of the better cuts of meat, but then they were going to have to abandon the carcass and move on for the night. It didn't leave much room for fucking, and no doubt they'd be exhausted by the end of it. Even if they weren't, Eivind doubted the mood would strike him.</span></span>