Raeven hadn't been since for days. That much was clear to everyone that knew him. No one had heard from him and it went without saying that everyone was beyond worried for the small kat. He knew that and he felt terrible for what he was doing, but he was scared. Of himself. He didn't want to risk hurting or even killing those that he cared about. He couldn't stop Crowe. He couldn't control him. It was safer this way, in his mind at least. He was hidden in his hiding spot only few knew of.
Beryl had searched everywhere else for Raeven, until she had managed to discover him in his secret hiding spot. She could tell that something was up with him, and if she was being honest, she was incredibly worried. Everyone was. Though she knew that running away from problems would only make them worse, especially if he was alone.
“Raeven, I know that something’s up.”
