Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312021943/@comment-5543592-20150315020714

Perdix rode in the back. He hoped. In reality, he didn't care what any of the Cave-Bears or Ghost-Wolfs thought of him. It only mattered what Valkyrie thought, and he hoped she didn't think any less of him.

He hung in the back. He regretted what he said to Valkyrie earlier. It had been in the heat of the moment. He knew Valkyrie was in a difficult spot, with all the pressure that was on her to lead her clan, to rescue Lilja. And he had managed to make it all about him.

He was a dick.

But the painful, awful thing was, that when he had said those things to Valkyrie, he had meant it. He wanted to run up to her and apologize, to beg her forgiveness. But he waited for now. She had to tend to Lilja. He couldn't make it all about himself again.