As Taryn gathered her things in anger at Raschen's reaction to her watchful eye, the Kuguar in question stood quietly atop a Rock face, not staring into the Canyon at their front but back into the horizon of the Warren's expanse, his face as cold ad rigid as the stone he stood atop. His ears were laid back frustratingly, his eyes scanning the horizon in silence. His log thick tail would wave softly as his fists clenched slowly, the warren's ashy earthen colors creeping into his fur. Taryn's anger with his actions were not even evident in his mind, his every thought preoccupied. This place...this wasteland. It was once lush valleys and hills and even though it now stood as an ashen, decrepit expanse of nothingness, from one toxic horizon to the next...this was his home. And it was his duty to keep his home together and maintain a level of peace. His shadow fell over the camp ground form the rock face as the sun rose over the Hyane's mountainous territory. His tightly wound shape shaking visibly as he stared in silence over the ever widening visage of his home that was ready to tear itself apart without the help of Cotl.<br/><br/>One ear would flick up at the sound of wide paws stepping up atop the rock face behind him though his gaze that was a storming mix of distress and rage never left the dunes he had been watching for near an hour now. Only Hase males possessed such massive lower paws. His ears lad back again, his body still coloured in the properties of his magicks, the rock face beneath hi shuddering at his presence. The Kuguar was shaken. His will was unbreakable but his inhibition for method was failing. He sighed heavily, without looking to Jax as he came to his side, staring into the central expanse to see what could possibly so emotionally captivate the Sheriff.<br/><br/>"This place, Jax.....This place is my home...no matter how deadly existence here is...or may become...this place is my home. The warren is the place of my birth and is a land that has been entrusted beneath my paw to keep safe." The towering creature ran a paw through his braids in aggravation, the long strands lacing in his diamond armoring a moment as he huffed in aggravation, the crystals falling away quietly. He was becoming unstable. Such was a dangerous situation and a delicate one when it came to a creature that possessed such destructive capacity. "and I intend to fulfill my duty. I will restore and retain the chains of stability and peace in these lands...." He turned slowly, the colours of his eyes shifting, a hue of molten earth surrounding his pupil as poisonous rivers of green flowed around the central iris in a volatile flare. He began to step down the rock face, stopping a moment, still not looking at the Hase, looking down into the ashy sands between the toes of his paws. "Even if I must shackle and forge those chains myself out of the flesh and bone...of those who would deny the Warren its peace..."<br/><br/>He stepped down, approaching camp quietly, the colour of his fur never shifting back to its original silvery hue, remaining the ashen earth tones of his magicks. The air that surrounded the Kuguar was warped and twisted as if in a cringe of fear, the sands parting beneath each step as if the warren itself was attempting to appease him out of its own terror. Something had jarred the sheriff to his core. Something small turned to a devastating storm in his mind's eye. A worry turned to torrential rage.<br/><br/>As he passed where Taryn sat, his paw would gently slide across the top of her hair in a weak petting motion. The Kuguar was unaware of her anger truly, lost in thought, his touch slightly passive. The air around her would noticeably grow thin as he passed before returning to normal as he returned to his tent, breaking down his supplies in silence and bagging them.<br/><br/>"We Depart soon..everyone gather your things.." he spoke with a heavy tone of command. His words were no longer in the form of request.