Matt cleared his throat as his eyes danced about the females. The scent of the coming Heat....It was almost too much and the approach of Lucan was a welcome distraction. Matt gripped Lucan's hand in his own as he introduced himself.<br/><br/>"Lucan! Its good to see you. After all that happened, I'm glad you decided to stay." When Lucan had first come to the pack, Matt had wanted nothing to do with the man. He was still reeling from losing everything that had held meaning for him, and to have one of the monsters that had perpetrated the act around...Though he had voiced his concerns to Thomas, the alpha had apparently managed to keep a cool head and allow him to stay.<br/><br/>Now, Matt was willing to accept the man as brother and family but...he could not help but think back to that night...Screams, roars...Blood...Blood everywhere...The night was filled to bursting with pain and suffering and the stain of loss. The crude medallion around his neck seemed to burn as he dug it out of his collar and looked it over for the millionth time. Formed from a piece of old scrap metal, the two of them had made it with a hammer, a claw, and a little inspiration for the coloring. In blue and red, tiny almost illegible words flowed across the crudely made necklace.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Matteo e Ailita, Amori nel' eternita</span>Tears welled up in his eyes but he whipped them away quickly.<br/><br/>"Uhh, the paddle sounds fun but the scissors and everything will have to wait; I just got my hair cut." He said, slowly backing away from Juliet and her steadily expanding smile. Then, Eryan burst out of the cave, raising her voice and stinging his senses with her scent of panic and her body entering Heat. As Juliet began to lead her along, Matt caught up with the two of them.<br/><br/>"Shes right Eryan...Theres something you need to know." Digging into his jacket pocket, he removed a small bottle of a blue gel which he placed about a dime sized amount onto his right index finger before rubbing it in a long, thin line that ran from just above his right eye, over the eye and into mid-cheek. The non water soluble make-up began to fade off, eventually revealing the long scar that followed the path of the make-up. They sat near the fire and Matt set his hand on Eryan's shoulder.<br/><br/>"There was..." He stopped and had to force back a wave of tears and sadness.<br/><br/>"There was an attack..Dark Sky and his fucking pigs..Aderol betrayed us Eryan...He sold us out to those fucking monsters!...Ailita...Sherman...so many people...so many innocent lives fucking ended for that pigro's greed....Listen...Don't try to fight it...just let it all out...Just...let it all out... He gripped the medallion in a white knuckle hold, so hard he didn't feel as it cut into his palm and let slim rivulets of blood run down his hand.