Phoebe had a distraught look, it saddened her when Radolf told her he won't be coming along. The journey was a complete waste, she wanted to get closer to him as they kept going. It was like God was punishing her for how she had been treating him.
...and that kiss...
Phoebe face palmed herself and blushed hard.
"Thinking 'bout your lover right?" Connery's face popped in, startling her. She looked away in embarrassment.
"You shouldn't have been hard on him...it hurts us werewolves when our mates reject or refuse us, it has an impact on us more than anything..."
Phoebe didn't like people seeing her weak side so she quickly composed herself. Connery chuckled and shook his head.
"You're good at covering all track of emotion but not today." Connery pointed her cheek to tell her she was still blushing and this caused her cheek to redden further.
"Hey! Stop pestering me."
Phoebe yelled angrily at Connery and stormed further away from him. Connery laughed.
