Warren sensed tinkers anciousness. he knew it was because of him. He sighed and slowed down a little, he knew it was a tough pace, but they needed to be gone from here soon. Besides, they would have to travel for a whole week to reach the pack he spoke of to her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080BF">~I am sorry Tinker. The wolves from the cave are shifters like us. We need to be gone from their territory by dark. I will have to fight if we arent gone. they will seek to claim you, and I wont allow that to happen..... We are a week from the Fargo Pack. When we get there we will be safe. But there are two other packs between here and there. its going to be a hard pace, we will have to travel quickly through their territories to avoid fighting. Unless you wish to be forcibly mated, which I wont condone. It is your right to choose your own mate.....~</span><br/><br/>He went silent as his senses went on high. They were being followed. He cursed and shifted quickly, using magic to hide his bag in a void as the old spells called it.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080BF">~Quickly! We must run! They are coming, and we are not for from the pack borders!~</span>he tried to keep a fast but not killing pace for her.