Tobias groaned a little, swiping a hand down his face, his palm scraping against the rough stubble that was threatening to turn into a beard. The stress was clearly getting to him, as he hadn’t been as diligent with his grooming as he usually was.
“Seriously, Penelope?” Toby said, not bothering to disguise the irritation in his voice. It made his already rough voice even raspier.
Impassivity might work for some wolves, but it just wasn't Toby’s style. He was more of a gruff and grumble sort.
“Ok, fine.” Tobias continued. “Let’s just assume the rest of this conversation is hypothetical. If you were to have found my charge, do you suppose you would have found her in good condition?”
Marius barked a short laugh, before slapping a hand over his mouth. Apparently, his elder brother was a ne
